Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 642: A Spell For Protection

"Blah!" Roman gagged, throwing up for the third time. He heaved and groaned, clutching the toilet like it was his last lifeline, riding out whatever cursed thing the pixies had fed him.

"I think I’m dying," he moaned pitifully, forehead pressed against the cool porcelain.

"You’re not dying," Griffin said, patting him on the shoulder. "Just... don’t go to strange parties at night."

From the corner, Alaric—who was supposed to be providing moral support—snorted.

"Yeah, laugh all you want," Roman muttered, rolling his eyes.

"You should be grateful it’s not diarrhea," Alaric said dryly.

Roman opened his mouth to fire back, but another violent wave hit him. He lurched over the toilet and started hurling again, loud enough to make Griffin wince.

On the bright side, the serpent wouldn’t be creeping out its hiding place anytime soon.

Unbeknownst to them, Violet had seen everything unfold. She returned to the living room, where Asher stood before Lila and Rhara. His posture was rigid, his slitted eyes cold and razor-sharp.

"What’s happening to him?" Violet demanded.

"Now that the enchantment’s worn off, his body’s fighting it," Lila explained.

"Fighting what?"

"Nectar," Rhara added.

"Nectar?" Violet’s frown deepened.

sighed. "Sugar. Lots of it. Fae

whatever magic dust they probably sneezed into it. He might be

Asher called out, "You probably intend

that’ll let you handle our food, and

does that spell happen to leave any

clearly said, Where did you find this

up like Roman did last night." Lila

eyes narrowed further. "You

the way to the Fae realm to do what, control your mind? I could’ve left you

Lila bared her own in return, her sharp Fae teeth glinting as the air between

stepped between them

firmly took his hand. His muscles tensed, but she didn’t let go.

why you’re pissed. You’re not in your

still visibly bristling. "You’re right, I don’t trust them. Any of them. Not even

parting slightly, but Asher

and we’d

said, "Exactly. Look what

he can’t sit his ass in one place. He walks straight into trouble and

voice gaining strength. "You won’t be stuck here forever.

but his silence told

time?" she continued. "What if one of you falls into

his jaw at

Asher. You can’t tell me that doesn’t worry you. Even if my mother is

his eyes gone. He swallowed, and tried to explain, "I didn’t

trust her, But maybe—just this once—you should listen. I’m only but one and can’t keep you all from danger. You guys need protection in

running a hand through his hair. "Fine,"