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.

Fae tend

they probably sneezed into it. He might be supernatural, but his body isn’t built for food

out, "You probably

let you handle our food, and stop you from falling for Fae charms so

scoffed. "And does that spell happen to leave any residue you can use to manipulate or control

clearly said, Where did

end up like Roman

eyes narrowed further. "You expect me to believe

dragged you all the way to the Fae realm to do what, control your mind? I could’ve left you behind, especially since you’re not

in return, her sharp Fae teeth glinting as the air between them thickened. In an instant, the sweet-faced Fae

enough!" Violet stepped between them before it

before she firmly took his hand. His muscles tensed, but she didn’t let go. Without saying a word, she led him

"I get it. I understand why you’re pissed. You’re not in your element, this is not the world you’re familiar with, and you don’t trust

still visibly bristling. "You’re right, I don’t trust them. Any of them. Not even your mother," he said flatly, meeting Violet’s gaze without flinching. "Even the devil

was speechless, her mouth parting slightly, but Asher wasn’t

and we’d never know. Roman’s situation

offended, Violet simply said,

"Roman happened because he can’t sit his ass in one place. He walks straight into trouble and brings it home like a damn

if next time it’s you? Or Griffin? Or Alaric?" Violet countered, her voice gaining strength. "You won’t be stuck here forever. You know it already, Fae are masters of glamours and

his silence told

pixies next time?" she continued. "What if one of you falls into the hands of something worse? A Fae who knows exactly what he’s doing. Remember

worked his jaw at the mention of

know what he’s capable of yet, Asher. You can’t tell me that doesn’t

gone. He swallowed,

should listen. I’m only but one and can’t keep you all from danger. You guys need

a hand through his hair. "Fine," he