Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 427: The Heirs "I see you're beginning to learn, little sister." The words sounded encouraging, but the amused chuckle dripped with the satisfaction of someone watching her struggle, still a step behind.

Violet's expression hardened. There was no going easy on him anymore. This was the tto get serious. "Are you in communication with Angus?" "Nice one. No, I am not in communication with Angus," he answered, then went on to ask, "Why are your gifts dormant?" "By my gift, do you mean my werewolf side or my Fae side? Or should I answer both and treat it as your second and third question?" Violet challenged.

For a second, Micah simply looked at her and laughed boisterously, as if he couldn't believe she tried to outsmart him.

"I have to give you that; you're a fast learner, Violet. However, I mean your Fae side. Why can't I sense your magic?" "It's locked away," Violet answered.

"Hmmm," Micah said. It was obvious he had more questions concerning that, but he couldn't waste his last chance.

"Can I trust you?" Violet asked him.

"No," Micah answered bluntly, only to add, "However, I can be a good ally." Although it was not the answer Violet wanted, it would have to do.

"Now for my last question," Micah said a little too excitedly. He intertwined his hands together and rested his chin on them. Then he looked straight at Violet and asked, "When do you intend to fight the cardinal alphas for your throne?" "What?" Violet was taken aback by the question.

"I am a demon, so I cannot rule. But you, Violet, are half Fae, half wolf. You are powerful enough and an heir. Have you expressed your desires to your boyfriends to contend for the throne?!" "There's nothing like that!" Violet exclaimed, rising to her feet. She was flustered and stammered as she said, "O-one of them would be the heir and rule peacefully!" But even as she said it, Violet realized that it didn't sound so convincing anymore.

"Oh sweet, naive child." Micah clicked his tongue in pity. "Is that what you tell yourself? That you'd live with the cardinal alphas happily ever after? Well, letbreak it down for you." Micah was on his feet, and so was Griffin. He stood protectively as Micah approached, saying, "The cardinal alphas have been told all their lives that one day one of them would be Alpha king. Then suddenly enters a girl with violet hair who turns out to be Angus' heir..." Micah stood five feet away now as he asked, "Do you think our uncle Elijah would welcyou with open arms? He loathes my ass since I remind him of how his life went to shambles because of his brother's greed. What do you think he would make of you? An eligible heir?" Then he looked at Griffin and said, "Sure, I understand you're mated to the East cardinal Alpha and have gained an ally. The East would support you with all they have now that you're one of them. But what about the others? Do you think Alpha Henry would sit back and watch you take away something he's worked for his entire life?" Micah took a step closer, only for Griffin to rumble a dangerous growl, causing him to step back at once.

He warned her, "The cardinal alphas are not your allies, Violet." "And you are?" Violet retorted.

"I'm still blood-related. They're not." "Says the one who said I couldn't trust him." Micah looked guilty as charged. "I have my reasons," he said.

Violet snorted in disbelief. "You don't know my relationship with the boys. They would not hurt me." "You will be the worst fool to trust the words of men..." Micah suddenly paused as something hit him. "You still desire them even when you're mated to Griffin. Could it be..." His eyes widened.

"We leave now!" Violet grabbed Griffin's hand and began to walk away.

"You still have one more question left, Violet!" he reminded her.

"Fuck you and your games, Micah," Violet told him without looking back.

"War is at our doorstep, better be prepared to fight it, Violet!" Micah shouted after her, but she ignored him and shut the door hard behind her.

Alone in his room, Micah stared at the emptiness before leaving for his study. He went straight to his shelf full of books and pulled out a small, inconspicuous leather-bound one.

He dropped it on his desk and then opened to a Chapter titled: Angus Heirs.

"We are not alone, sister," Micah muttered just as he wrote "Violet Purple" on the tenth line.

Meanwhile....

"I should never have trusted him!" Violet fumed on her way back with Griffin.

"Don't worry, I'd keep an eye on him." Griffin told her.

"Thank you." Violet said, intertwining their hands with an expression full of gratitude.

Together, they left for the East house and prepared for bed. But even as they laid on that bed, Violet's mind was all over the place.

Would it be a good thing telling the other alphas the truth about her o'm heritage? Asher especially has always had his eyes on the throne? If push comes to shove, would they fight her for the throne? No, no, Violet pushed the crazy thoughts out of her head. The moon goddess would soon mate them and things would be good. Mates do not hurt each other.

But Angus did hurt her mother.

With an inner groan of frustration, Violet turned and buried her face in Griffin's chest. Shexhaled his addicting scent and it calmed her at once. Yes, she would think of him and nothing else. Just like that, Violet dozed off.

It was not long before a hissing noise was heard as a small, green colored snake slithered into the room in the dark. It plimbed on the bed and crept En: towards Violet's body. It seemed to look for the position only to end up curling itself around her arm and settling finally.