Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 669

Chapter 669: A Little Act Of Service

"So how do we take down the big bad guy, Baron?" Roman asked, making exaggerated air quotes.

Alaric replied flatly, "We can’t. His life’s magically tied to the Queen or something like that."

"No wonder he walks around with a swagger," Griffin muttered. "He’s got a free pass to commit crimes without fear of punishment from the crown."

"Well, he’s a king, duh. What did you expect?" Roman said with a shrug.

"He’s the Queen’s consort," Asher corrected him. "Same thing we’d be once Violet takes the Alpha King position."

Roman’s grin widened. "Fine by me. She can consort me all night long."

Alaric groaned and dragged a hand down his face. "We’re trying to have a serious conversation here, man."

"And I’m saying," Roman went on, "if their lives are tied together, isn’t there some way she can, I don’t know, magically take his life for herself — whatever bibidi-babidi-boo stuff they do — and dump the bastard for real?"

At that, the other Cardinal Alphas froze.

That wasn’t a bad idea.

"What?" Roman asked when they all stared at him like he’d just performed a miracle.

Alaric shook his head in disbelief. "Sometimes you’re a stupid genius."

"I am?" Roman’s expression brightened instantly.

"Don’t let it get to your head," Alaric muttered, already regretting saying it.

Griffin asked Asher. "Would that even work?"

"I don’t know," Asher admitted. "It sounds workable in theory. And I refuse to believe the Queen hasn’t thought of it unless she’s got some morbid attachment to the bastard. Being bound to someone, even your enemy, can be thrilling. Or maybe the procedure itself is too risky."

Asher exhaled, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "The point is, we’re working blind. We don’t know how things operate in this realm: the laws, the Queen’s true capacity, or how far Baron is willing to go. I believe if I can combine brains with Queen Seraphira—"

"We," Roman interrupted.

Asher blinked. "I’m sorry?"

"You heard me." Roman said casually, "You’re smart, yeah—but so’s Alaric. And I just discovered I am too—"

"Oh, Goddess," Alaric muttered, dragging a hand down his face.

"—and Griffin’s not bad either," Roman finished. "Together, we can come up with something. Everything’s not all about you, Ash-baby." He winked at him.

Asher made a low growl in his throat before conceding, "Fine. If we can reason with Queen Seraphira, we might find a solution. The Fae have their own ways of thinking, but we come from another world with different perspectives and maybe that’s what they need. But it’ll only work if the Queen is willing to cooperate."

"You’re right," Griffin said. "The Fae are as evasive as they are cunning. So far, they seem wary of us."

Before anyone could add more, the door swung open.

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