Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Just The Beginning

The door crashed open, startling the woman who looked up with dread etched across her face, only to exhale with relief when she saw the familiar figure.

"Lila..." The Fae Queen breathed out in relief, clutching the edge of her gown.

But Lila’s expression was anything but reassuring, and dread coiled tight in the Queen’s stomach.

"He’s here, isn’t he?" she asked, her voice strained.

Lila gave a grim nod.

The Queen’s hands began to tremble as she paced the small room, her gown sweeping the floor in frantic movements. "How did he find us so quickly?"

"I don’t know. I thought we’d thrown him off our trail." Lila glanced toward the door with growing tension. "We need to get the princess out of here."

The Queen’s head snapped toward the door, her features hardening as if sensing a presence beyond. "I’m afraid that’s too late."

A deep, guttural growl resonated from beyond the wooden frame, sending shivers through both women. The Queen rushed to the cradle, scooping up her sleeping child.

"Get behind me, my queen," Lila commanded, pushing the Fae Queen behind her as she took a defensive stance.

For a moment, the growling ceased, and silence fell. The women looked at each other but the hope was short-lived as a loud bang rattled the door, making both them jump.

The Queen clutched the child who stirred and began to cry, her distressed wails piercing through the air as if sensing the danger.

"Shh, princess. Please... not now," the Queen whispered desperately, rocking her in vain. But the child’s cries only grew louder as another bang followed, louder this time, and splintering the wooden frame.

Lila’s pulse hammered in her ears as she stood her ground. But deep down, she knew the door wouldn’t hold.

Then, with a final, deafening crash, the door burst from its hinges. The Queen screamed.

Violet woke up with a startled gasp, sitting bolt upright. Her heart pounded against her ribs, and her clothes clung to her damp skin. She dragged in ragged breaths, trying to make sense of the vivid nightmare.

What the hell was that dream?

Violet ran a hand over her clammy face. It lingered like a shadow at the edges of her mind and Violet swore she could still feel the fear, the urgency, and the terrifying threat that had gripped hold of her.

Could the dream have something to do with her Fae origin, or was it just a product of her imagination?

She tried to recall the faces from the dream—the Queen, Lila, and the figure behind the door—but the images dissolved like smoke in her mind.

Violet fell back on her bed with an exhausted sigh, covering her face with the crook of her arm. There were so many things going on in her life right now and it was not surprising it would manifest in the form of a dream.

But before Violet could dwell on it further, a loud bang echoed against the door, making her freeze in place.

Déjà vu gripped Violet. Her pulse spiked as she sat up slowly, her breath caught in her throat. Surely... it couldn’t be.