Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 651: Seduce Cane

"And what makes you think we didn’t think of that?" Leon argued. "We know that. Cane knows that. That’s why he’s surrounded by guards." There was nothing but disgust in his voice as he added, "A proud werewolf would be at the front of the battle, but he’s a coward — a smart coward at that. He knows we’re coming. So tell us, what’s this special way you’ll win a war without bloodshed?"

Micah rolled his eyes. All these complaints and yet no action. The things he did for his sister.

"Well, none of you can do this," he said, stretching out his hand. Shadows billowed around him like smoke.

There was a sharp gasp as Alexa instinctively stepped back. Ezra pulled Nancy behind him just in case, while Jeremiah stiffened, ready to strike if Micah tried anything. Only Irene and Aeron stood their ground, though their eyes narrowed, and their muscles coiled, ready for a fight if it came to that.

"Calm down," Micah said, unfazed. "It’s just a demonstration, a dramatic one at that. I tend to have a thing for theatrics," he added with a sly smile.

Leon, still on edge, asked, "And how exactly is this supposed to help us?"

"I can charm Cane. Or anyone close enough and unmated. I just need to get within ten meters for my appeal to work. It’s most effective on skin contact, the victim becomes completely enamored. But I doubt Cane will let me near him."

"So let me get this straight..." Ezra said. "We have to bet this war on you seducing Cane and killing him?"

"Well, if you put it like that," Micah shrugged, unoffended.

Leon jabbed a finger at him. "So we’re supposed to trust this nonsense? We don’t even know if it works."

Accusing him of collaborating with the enemy was one thing, but looking down on him was another and Micah wasn’t going to take it.

Micah smiled, sly as a fox. "Perhaps you should find out for yourself, Alpha Leon."

"What?" Leon frowned, confused.

changed, a static prick crawling along the skin. Goosebumps rose on everyone’s arms as Micah’s magic spilled outward

wanted to be close to him, to touch him, to be

— slammed into her mind like a cold bucket. She snapped out of it,

and Nancy, they were unmoved. Their bond was a

its warmth like a current. All eyes tracked as Leon, the South Pack Alpha, walked toward him as if

down on your

recovered from the fog.

one knee before Micah, eyes twinkling with a strange, disbelieving glee. Shock slammed through the room; faces froze

her eyes. Jeremiah had both hands

unable to hold it in anymore, laughed. She snatched up her phone before

late. Nancy clicked a photo, laughing so hard she nearly doubled

when she met Micah’s cool gaze, the shame softened into admiration. Micah had surprised them

all. Except there was more than admiration in those

have pushed it further. He could have made Leon crawl on his feet, dance, or even debase himself, like giving him

Alpha and wouldn’t forgive such a public disgrace. Not to mention, Micah was now mated, and Adele would murder him. So

snapping back. He scrambled to his feet, cheeks

the hell?" he snarled, scanning the room for answers, but the

"Seriously?" Leon growled.

spilled. Irene tried to hide a grin but failed; she let out a shocked,

curdled into reluctant concession. He straightened, jaw tight. "Fine,"