Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Someone Would Die

God no. Not him.

Just when Violet thought her day couldn’t possibly get any worse, here he was, grinning at her like he owned not just the universe, but her as well. The sheer arrogance radiating from him was enough to make her stomach churn.

Unfortunately, after the emotionally draining encounter with Micah, Violet didn’t have the energy to deal with Asher’s antics. She immediately attempted to shut the door in his face, but Asher, ever quick, slid his hand in the way. His sheer strength overpowered her, and the door slipped from her grasp, hitting the wall.

Asher stepped inside as if he owned the place, closing the door behind him. Violet instinctively stepped back, her chest tightening as she realized she was trapped.

"Get out right now," she commanded him, even though her voice wavered slightly under the intensity of his unreadable gaze.

But Asher ignored her, intentionally moving slowly and closing the distance between them. Violet stepped back with every step he took forward until her back hit the edge of the desk. With panic, she tried to sidestep him, but Asher moved faster, his hand snaking around her waist and pushing her back against the desk.

"Not so fast, little purple queen," he teased her.

Violet struggled against him. She then tried to kick him in the same spot she had once before, aiming for his groin, but Asher was prepared this time. He brought his legs together just in time, blocking her.

"Haha, not again," he laughed smugly.

"What the fuck do you want?" Violet shoved him hard against the chest, having calmed down a little. But Asher didn’t so much as budge, his stance as solid as stone.

"You, of course," He said simply, his words dripping with infuriating charm.

"No." Violet said firmly, her frustration boiling over. "You can’t keep doing this to me! I’m not yours, Asher! And just in case you’ve forgotten, I’m currently in a relationship with Alaric. So this — whatever this is between us—it has to stop now!"

The room was thick with tension, Violet’s chest heaving as she glared at Asher. His darkened eyes locked onto hers, narrowing dangerously.

Violet’s heart pounded wildly, every instinct telling her she had just made a grave mistake. Yet, when she expected him to lash out or in the worse case, hit her, his smirk returned instead, except it was more dangerous than ever.

"Approved by who?" Asher asked, his voice a velvety murmur that sent a shiver down her spine.

"What?" Violet stammered.

"I didn’t approve of your relationship with Alaric," he said, his tone light but laced with menace. "At least, not yet. You’ve moved my pieces too early in this game of chess, little purple." His hand lifted, brushing her face with an almost tender touch, his expression heartbreakingly soft.

Violet slapped his hand away with fury, her golden eyes liquid fire.