Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79: See The Light Of Day

Violet’s eyes opened, her stomach grumbling even before her mind could fully recall where she was. The tantalizing aroma of food filled her senses, pulling her from the haze of sleep. She sat up abruptly, when she caught sight of the large figure standing at the foot of her bed.

"You don’t need to be afraid," Griffin said, his voice calm as he raised his hands in a gesture of peace. "I promise, I won’t harm you."

Violet’s glare hardened, her tone sharp as she retorted, "You said those exact words right before joining the others in bullying me at that so-called scenting ceremony."

Griffin nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Guilty as charged. But that was tradition. I would never intentionally hurt you, Violet." He gestured toward someone else in the room, and only then did Violet realize they weren’t alone.

A young woman whose eyes were filled with curiosity, pushed a trolley laden with steaming dishes closer to the bed. Violet’s stomach growled loudly at the sight, making her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"I figured you might be hungry," Griffin said with a sense of accomplishment. "And it seems I was right."

Violet averted her gaze, trying to hide her discomfort. The girl pushing the trolley looked at her with poorly veiled intrigue, her eyes darting between Violet and the Alpha as if already piecing together a scandalous story.

"Would that be all, Alpha?" the girl asked, her voice tentative yet eager, clearly hoping for an explanation for Violet’s presence.

"Yes, that will be all," Griffin replied curtly.

The girl hesitated before turning to leave, but Griffin called her back sharply. "And Zora."

"Yes, Alpha?" she asked, straightening immediately.

Griffin locked his gaze on hers, his voice firm. "Not a word about this."

The excitement in Zora’s expression drained in an instant, replaced by disappointment. It was clear she had been hoping to spread the juicy tidbit of gossip knowing it would trend for sure.

"As you wish, Alpha Griffin," she mumbled, her tone subdued as she exited the room.

Violet exhaled slowly, shaking her head. "That still won’t stop me from making headlines on the Oracle’s post tomorrow," she muttered bitterly.

Violet could already imagine the scathing headlines. Bloodline doesn’t lie. From the daughter of a whore to a whore herself. Her stomach churned at the possibility. A mega whore, the Oracle might say, able to seduce three Alphas at once.

Perhaps they’d even include a picture of her humiliating moments with Alaric, Roman, and Griffin. The very thought made Violet want to disappear. If they write that, she might as well throw herself off a cliff.

Griffin studied her for a moment before speaking. "You’re scared for your reputation," he observed as he easily set up the bed table and placed a bowl of soup and a plate of bread in front of her.

Violet gave him a pointed look. "And you wouldn’t be if you were in my shoes?" Then she groaned, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Oh, right, you’re a man with patriarchal privileges. Even if you slept with a hundred girls at the same time, I’m sure no one would bat an eye. Meanwhile, my gender gets persecuted for the smallest indiscretion. What luck you have to be born a man."

Her words were obviously meant to insult him, but Griffin didn’t take the bait. Instead, he chuckled, the deep sound reverberating in the room.

"What district are you from?" he asked suddenly.

Violet narrowed her gaze, instantly cautious. "Why do you want to know?"

Griffin took a seat by the bedside and sat down. He leaned back slightly, his demeanor relaxed. "Because it seems you weren’t educated properly on werewolf anthropology, or you’d know that the werekind are sometimes polygamous by nature."

Violet froze, her body going rigid at his words.

Griffin noted her reaction but pressed on, ignoring the tension. "You do know about the concept of mates, don’t you?"

Of course, she knew about mates. It was the cornerstone of werewolf culture, one of the most celebrated aspects of their kind.

Griffin nodded in agreement. "Indeed, you’re not." He picked up the soaked piece of bread and held it up to her lips, his expression entirely innocent. _{freёwebnovel.com}