Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 645: Don’t Want To Rule

Most villains never claimed to be one, but none were as dangerous as the ones who knew exactly what they were and relished being it.

And one of them happened to be her mother’s husband.

Or more accurately, her stepfather.

Violet mentally winced at the title. The idea of a father had always appealed to her once, but now? Her family tree was just so... messed up.

"We finally meet, daughter," Baron said in the most charming voice.

Oh, hell no. Violet recoiled mentally. She already had one psycho father, having two was taking it way too far.

But damn, her mother really did have a knack for choosing bad men.

Nonetheless, if he wanted to play this game, they’d play.

"No pleasure there at all, Baron," Violet replied coolly.

Instead of being offended by her sarcasm, Baron burst into laughter, as if this were all just entertainment to him.

Meanwhile, Asher, who had been silently watching from the side, studied the Fae Queen’s consort with cold calculation.

Finally, he said, "You’re the all-powerful Fae Queen, and yet you can’t get rid of him."

Before the Queen could answer, Baron’s attention had already shifted to Asher. Their gazes locked.

instant, Asher compelled

compulsion went glassy-eyed within seconds, their will bending under his command. But Baron didn’t look dazed,

dawned on him, and his lips curved into a knowing grin, his

with the mind ability." Baron laughed out loud, "Your little parlor trick might have worked on

blood drain from Asher’s face, the shock tightening his jaw. His compulsion had always been his one unshakable

to ask, how’s

So did

They asked in unison.

"What trial?"

were bullet, Baron would be nothing but pulp with the way Seraphira glowered at him. She rubbed her forehead, "I was planning to tell you after Breakfast but apparently

Asher snapped, his defenses snapping back into

sounding far too pleased. "We all want our daughter to succeed in the trials, after

shut up, already!" Violet exploded. Flames crackled from her hands

even flinch. Baron moved his hand, and extinguished it as if

he could manipulate air, or the effortless precision with which he did it. He was

it’s untrained," Baron judged. "You’re easily flustered and hot-tempered. At this rate, you’re hopeless in the Trial of Ascension. But who knows, hope isn’t lost. If I train

body," Violet spat, furious and distrustful, unsure which game he

swore, his eyes gleaming with dark promise. The Fae was stronger

clearly delighted in the fact that his life was

"I’ll speak to the Court of the High Fae and persuade them to move up the date. We can’t wait

curled into fists, her

"Better hurry with her training.

cheerfully, "Enjoy the rest of your meal. We will meet again." Then he sauntered out of the hall, whistling a

all watched him go with intense gazes until the