Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Let The Lightening Guide You

~Alaric~

Something was wrong. Very wrong. He might not know Violet on a personal level, but he has heard enough of the stubborn, fiery, purple head and this was not just like her.

Her fevered movements, her intense, almost primal desperation wasn’t normal at all. Alaric’s instincts screamed at him, urging him to step back and assess the situation. But he couldn’t move, not with Violet straddling him like this.

"Violet," he said sharply, and grabbed her shoulders firmly, forcing her to meet his eyes. "This isn’t you. What’s happening to you? Tell me, what is wrong?"

Violet blinked up at him, her eyes glassy and filled with an intensity that made his stomach churn. Whatever was going on, it wasn’t natural.

If by chance his lightning was responsible for this, then he had to do something about it. But then, what could he possibly do about it? This was the first time his lightning was making someone.... horny. Intensely horny. Were she a werewolf, he would have assumed she was in her heat or something?

"You’re right, my prince, there’s something wrong with me." Violet finally said and Alaric’s heart missed a beat, a bad premonition hanging over his head. His lightning has done this. It was bus fault.

But Violet said to his surpise, "I crave, hunger and burn for you, my prince, but you don’t want me. Do you know how much that hurts my prince?" She whined with a sultry tone.

Alaric froze at once. He knew those words. Those were the same words she had told him Asher used on her. By chance, could it be that his lightning somehow messed with her head and Asher’s compulsion malfunctioned. Instead of Asher, she now wanted him.

The gods help him because this was bad. As much as he desired Violet, he could not take her in this state. The girl didn’t even know what he was doing and he had no doubt she would hate his ass when the compulsion was over. He had to get her help.

But while Alaric was busy thinking of what to do, the horny Violet had already reached down and grabbed the outline of his raging member through his pants. Alaric nearly jerked out of his seat at the contact that sent a thrill right through him.

"Violet!" He groaned a warning. There was so much self control he had and when he snapped, it was safe to say there was no going back. Unfortunately, he couldn’t do that to her, not while she was like this.

Violet said in a pleading tone. "Why won’t you take me, my prince. I’m yours already. Please, let me burn for you."

"I’ll let you gladly burn for me if you were in your right now. But right now, this would be a devastating inferno." He said while trying to fight off her wandering hand.

But instead Violet grabbed him harder and he groaned loudly, "Violet!" She was going to be the death of him.

"I don’t care, my lightning prince... " She purred, now grinding against him again, "As long as we burn. Just let me, my prince. Let the lightning guide you."

Veins bulge in Alaric’s head, evidence of him holding on to his self control which was slipping with each passing minute. It was too tempting. He could give in and when Violet recovers, he could blame it on the fact that she was relentless and he had given in. She would understand. But no, Alaric could not do that. He would not let his desire define him.

With a great deal of restraint, Alaric grabbed Violet on the hips and set her on the desk before him, then got out of the seat, and away from him before she could stop him again.

"What do you think you’re doing?!" Violet’s voice was filled with fury as she realized what Alaric had done.

"Saving you from the shame that will no doubt consume you when you return to your senses and realize what you’ve done," Alaric replied unapologetically, his tone firm.

"Apologies, my lightning prince," Violet said mockingly, her tone dripping with defiance, "but my head has never been clearer." She rushed at him again, her movements erratic but purposeful. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}