Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Confession

Asher felt peace like never before. As if the world’s burdens were off his shoulders and he could finally rest. But even in the middle of such a glorious transition, there was this deep gnawing inside him, like he was leaving something important behind. Something he couldn’t let go of. Not yet.

Then his eyes finally opened, the steady beeping of the heart monitor in his ears, alongside two very annoying familiar voices.

"You know, I still can’t believe we nearly lost him last night," Roman said.

He and Alaric stood side by side, staring out the window as the morning sun rose over the horizon.

Alaric answered, "Yeah. This is going to sound weird, but I’ve gotten used to the idea of the four of us. Suddenly being three rubs me off unnaturally. So yeah, I’d rather endure the annoying asshole than never see him again for eternity," he muttered.

Roman lifted a brow. "So that means you like me now?"

Alaric gave him a deadpan look. "Don’t push your luck, Roman. Just let it be."

But of course, conversations like these often stirred up Roman’s playful nature, and it was no surprise he turned to Alaric with a glint in his eyes.

"So between Asher and me, who do you like best?"

"Asher. We have more use for his brain than your dick," Alaric said unapologetically.

Roman mock-gasped, hand on his chest. "Really, Alaric? You’d give up my precious dick—my blessing to the female generation—over that robot called Asher? You’re not a smart businessman."

Then a small groan came from Asher’s throat, and both Alaric and Roman’s eyes snapped to the bed.

"...If I die for real next time," Asher rasped, voice hoarse, "my eulogy better not be read by that bastard."

Roman’s eyes lit up at once. "Aww, someone’s a sunshine this morning."

"Go fuck yourself, Roman."

"You mean with my dick around your mouth?" he retorted with a smirk.

"I take it you’re fine if you have time to banter with him. Nonetheless, I’ll still call Adele. Welcome back to the land of the living, Asher Nightshade," Alaric said before leaving to fetch the healer.

It was just Asher and Roman now. The green-haired Alpha stepped closer to the bed with that wolfish grin plastered on his face.

"You know, you really are a romantic, Asher. Because nothing says ’I love you’ like a seizure beneath our girl," he teased. "It’ll make a great story to tell the kids one day."

"Roman," Asher called him wearily, "I just returned from the dead. Don’t send me back."

"Sure, sure," Roman said, lifting his hands in surrender.

However, the silence barely lasted a minute before Roman was asking, "How was the experience, though? Did you reach heaven’s gate? Although with a heart like yours, hell’s gate feels more accurate. Or did the goddess welcome you into her bosom?" He enunciated the word "bosom" on purpose.

"Dear Lord," Asher groaned, turning the other way.