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 him.

seconds, their will bending under his command. But Baron didn’t look dazed, if

dawned on him, and his lips curved into

have

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

me to ask, how’s our daughter preparing for her

So did

They asked in unison.

"What trial?"

pulp with the way Seraphira glowered at him. She rubbed her forehead,

sound like unnecessary drama," Asher snapped, his defenses snapping back into place. He should have known better than to trust

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 and

his hand, and extinguished it as if he were taking the air from around

he could manipulate air, or the effortless precision

have raw power, but 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 you, I could make something

Violet spat, furious and

even get an inch near her," Asher swore, his eyes gleaming with dark promise. The Fae was stronger obviously, but he

would be fun to watch you try." He clearly delighted in the fact that his

High Fae and persuade them to move up the date. We can’t wait for our princess to be

into

the wider for it. "Better hurry with her training. Chop-chop,

mood—Baron pushed his chair back, stood, and said cheerfully, "Enjoy the rest of your meal. We

all watched him go with intense gazes until the doors