Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Kaila Won’t Be Serving

"You wouldn’t believe what I saw Alpha, " Jeremiah, Asher’s beta, came to report the result of his finding.

Of course, there was no way in hell Asher had let Violet willingly go with Alaric just like that. The guy was obsessed with Violet and would never rest unless his eyes were on her.

"What is it?" Asher came to stand before him, moving from his desk where several reports were scattered across.

Jeremiah gulped, "It’s hard to say, Alpha."

"Out with it and don’t keep me waiting!" Asher’s tone was clipped, showing his growing impatience.

Jeremiah hesitated, his fingers twitching at his sides. "Alaric first took her to his workshop. They spent a lot of time there."

Asher’s gaze narrowed. "And?"

"Then he took her to the hills," Jeremiah continued, his voice faltering. "And...I saw Violet wielding his lightning."

Asher’s brows shot up. "What did you just say?"

Jeremiah swallowed hard, bracing himself. "Alaric held her hand while he summoned lightning and she survived. The lightning didn’t harm her at all, Alpha. It was as if she was immune to his power."

"Are you kidding me right now?" Asher obviously did not believe him.

Jeremiah quickly began to explain knowing his head might roll otherwise. Asher was not really a kind and patient Alpha.

"I know it’s hard to believe Alpha, even I could not believe it at first. But it was both of them on that hill, no one else. I couldn’t get even close to avoid getting hit by the lightning strikes. But Violet, she just stood right there, excited to have wielded the lightning with Alpha Alaric."

Jeremiah pressed on, swallowing thickly. "And then...after they brought down the rainstorm together, they...kissed. Under the rain." He explained truthfully.

The room fell deathly silent, save for the crackle of the fire in the hearth. Even Jeremiah didn’t carelessly breathe out of fear of Asher lashing out. Speaking of Asher, a muscle ticked in his jaw, and for a moment, Jeremiah thought he might have gone too far.

But then, to his astonishment, Asher’s lips curved into a slow, unsettling grin. He began to laugh, gently at first, until it grew into something dark and mirthless, filling the room with a menacing echo.

Jeremiah stood frozen, the hair on his arms standing on end. When Asher was like this, it only meant one thing: chaos was coming.

"I chose right," Asher murmured to himself, his laughter dying down but his grin remaining. "Turns out you’re special after all, my purple queen."

Jeremiah cleared his throat nervously. "Alpha Asher, what are your orders?"

Asher’s eyes gleamed with malicious intent as he turned to his beta. "Inform the wolves of the North House. During the games tomorrow, Violet Purple will be their primary target. She must not, under any circumstances, escape their grasp. Let them all know, she belongs to the West House."

"Yes, Alpha," Jeremiah said quickly, bowing his head before rushing out to deliver the command. As well as escape Asher’s unsettling presence.

Left alone, Asher leaned against his desk, his fingers tracing the edge of the wood. A dangerous smile played on his lips as his slitted eyes stared unblinkingly at the wall.

"My little queen," he whispered, in a low and possessive voice. "There will be no escaping me. You are mine. We are meant to be together."