Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 672

Chapter 672: How You Hurt Me

That small action from Alaric brought a bit of warmth and activity into the room. Of course, Roman immediately reached for the dish, shoved the leaf into his mouth, and let out a moan while nodding in fierce approval.

Griffin, a foodie through and through, couldn’t help himself. He took a bite and his eyes widened the moment the flavor melted across his tongue.

He said, "It’s as if I’m eating caramelized honey combs blended with vanilla citrus," he said in awe. "Like the fancy holiday desserts in the human realm only this blows them all out of the water."

Violet didn’t even realize she was smiling. There was something warm—almost proud—about watching her mates enjoy something from the Fae realm. Her realm.

Her gaze shifted to Asher, who finally, reluctantly, took a bite as if only to verify his brothers weren’t exaggerating. Unlike the others, whose reactions were loudly expressive, Asher’s face remained a perfect blank slate. Violet stared, waiting. And waited. And waited.

"So?" she demanded at last.

"So?" Asher echoed, straight-faced, as if he truly had no idea what she meant.

Violet narrowed her eyes. "The food? What do you think of it?"

Asher took a sip of water, completely unfazed. "Too sugary. Not a fan." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Violet nearly groaned. Was Asher born allergic to sweetness, or had Henry beaten the joy of sugar out of him? How was she supposed to fix that?

Before she could contemplate rehabilitating his taste buds, she caught Roman in the corner of her eye greedily stuffing more of the crystallized leaf salad into his mouth.

"Roman, enough," she scolded. "We just detoxed you from Fae sugar, remember?"

"Aww, man..." Roman slumped, looking genuinely heartbroken.

It was for his own good. Or so she thought until she saw him discreetly pocketing several more leaves.

"Roman!"

Roman winked, absolutely unbothered. "Relax. I’ll have them in my shifted form. Raccoons don’t get diarrhea, do they?"

Goddess help her. She was so done with him!

Alaric burst into loud, unrestrained laughter at Roman’s raccoon comment. But halfway through it, the leaf he was chewing slipped the wrong way and his laughter cut off abruptly.

Then came the choking.

Alaric lurched forward, hand flying to his throat as violent coughs tore out of him. His pale skin flushed an alarming red, climbing fast from his neck to his ears.

Griffin shot up from his seat. "Goddess, he’s choking!"

Chairs scraped loudly as everyone — except Queen Seraphira, who watched calmly — jumped to their feet.

"Give him water!" Asher barked, already circling the table.

Violet’s hands moved before her mind did. She grabbed the nearest glass, filled it in a flash from the pitcher, and pressed it to Alaric’s lips.

Alaric didn’t just sip, he practically devoured the water, gulping frantically until the glass was empty.

"Another," he rasped, his voice raw.

Violet refilled immediately and shoved the next glass into his hands. He drained it too, his chest heaving, and breaths coming in harsh, desperate pulls. His hand pressed hard over his sternum, and rubbed it as if he was trying to force air back into his lungs.

"Alaric..." Violet leaned closer, worry tightening her features.

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