Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532: The Long Night

From the way nearly all the alphas nodded and wordlessly agreed to Alpha Drake’s words, it was all the evidence Asher needed to see that he was right. Dominic had rallied them all and was gunning for his father’s position.

Asher couldn’t help but wonder. If Henry had been a cruel ruler, what made them think his son was any better? How could they look down on him like this?

Asher’s mouth barely moved. "You’ve all finished?" he asked.

Everyone turned to him.

Asher’s gaze rested on Drake. "You talk about experience, huh? What has your experience given you, old wolf? A back too bent to rise without help, and a tongue too slow to bite before you’re bled dry."

Drake’s face purpled, except laughter did not follow this time. No one wanted Asher’s eyes turning on them.

Dominic said, "Your father’s shadow is long, Asher. These alphas trusted him, and I’ve been with your father the most. It’s inevitable they trust me. Sure, you have powers, but you think fear will hold them? Fear fades, but loyalty lasts."

"Asher is not inexperienced," Ezra spoke up, drawing everyone’s attention. "Have you forgotten that Asher Nightshade rules and leads the West pack in Lunaris Academy?"

"They’re all a bunch of children," Alpha Marlow argued. "We’re talking about the future of an entire pack."

"Are they?" Ezra said with a raised brow. "Those children he leads are your heirs, and represent you all. Or am I wrong?"

This time around, none of them could talk.

Asher slammed his hand down on the table to draw their attention. He hissed, "I don’t care about your loyalty. You’ll give it whether you mean it or not. I’m only here to tell you how things will run."

No one dared to challenge him, murmuring under their breaths instead.

"Here’s how this goes," Asher commanded. "Tomorrow, when the Alpha King and the others arrive in the West pack, they will see unity, not fractures. We keep the peace until Henry is put in the ground. You will not brawl in my halls. And most of all, you will not send assassins after me. Trust me, you’d die in your sleep before you even think of it. Don’t test me..." He paused, then smirked evilly. "Or rather, test me and find out."

The murmurs in the hall increased now as Asher showed them his true colors. They had thought him a cub, but he was much more than that.

He let his eyes sweep them again. No one met them this time.

"You’ll mourn Henry like loyal sons," he continued. "But do not mistake me for my father. I’m not the Alpha you were used to. I’m worse."

The pressure in the room thickened. For the first time since Asher arrived that night, all of their confidence and arrogance had vanished.

"Ezra will update you about the arrangements I’ve made regarding the burial. If there’s any other information, I’ll ensure my Beta gets it across to you all on time. Enjoy your meal."

And with that, Asher Nightshade whirled around and left a room full of dumbfounded alphas.

As soon as the doors closed, fifteen pairs of eyes turned toward Ezra.

Ezra pinched the bridge of his nose. "And here we go."

Meanwhile...

Then Asher suddenly turned. "That’s it. Goodnight." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Then Asher got a full screen of Violet’s pink folds glistening with her wetness and the way Roman deliciously spread her with his fingers as if she were dessert he intended to savour.

Goddess help him.

The groan escaped before Asher could stop it. His pulse thundered and heat surged through him so strong it hurt.

Damn Roman for taunting and feeding him this temptation.

In a split second, Asher had his pants down, his hand wrapped around his hard dick. He rubbed himself slow at first, mesmerized by the way Roman’s finger disappeared in and out of Violet’s heat. Violet arching her back, and trembling under Roman’s hand, left him dizzy.

Then Roman began pumping her faster with fingers and Asher increased his speed, groaning in pleasure.

"Oh fuck!"

Asher cursed as he spurted all over, his body locking up in release. His chest heaved, breaths dragging out of him as if he’d just survived a war. The pleasure was intoxicating, but the aftermath was worse.

He glanced around, the air thick with sweat and the proof of his need, and snarled under his breath. What a mess.

He needed to clean up. However, there were more videos and Asher knew without a doubt, this was going to be a long night.

Damn it.