Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 674

Chapter 674: You Will Die

At once, the room exploded with overlapping voices, not just Violet’s, but the cardinal alphas’ as well.

"What?!"

"What do you mean by other contenders?"

"Contenders? Isn’t Violet your only daughter?"

"Quiet."

The Queen’s command cut through the air like a blade, and the hall fell instantly silent.

The Queen continued calmly, "A contention for the throne is far greater than the petty power shuffles of noble houses. Our crown is not passed down by bloodline alone. The throne belongs to whoever earns the people’s favor and the blessing of the heavens. That is — and has always been — our law."

Her gaze slid to Violet.

"This time, you will not simply be proving your birthright. You will be competing against distant relatives and powerful fae who believe the era of my bloodline has ended. They think the heavens will choose them instead."

She drew in a slow breath.

"So yes, if you fall in the Trial, the victor will ascend the throne in your place."

"Seriously?" Violet threw her hands up. "You knew about this and you’re just telling me now? How the hell am I supposed to compete with powerful faeries who have centuries of training and experience?"

"Exactly!" Roman chimed in with a nod — and the fact that Roman of all people agreed only proved how insane this was.

Queen Seraphira stayed composed. "The Trial is not won by brute power alone. It tests wit, courage, instinct, and favor. The goddess gave you to me for a reason, and deep inside, I know you were destined for this throne no matter what others say or do."

"Then forgive me," Asher cut in, "if I don’t share your reckless faith." His slitted eyes glinted with anger. "Your daughter is dangerously unprepared for a trial that could kill her, and you’re talking to me about luck?"

Griffin added instantly, "I’m a man of faith, Your Majesty, but this?" He gestured toward Violet. "Even I can’t pretend this makes sense. Violet is not prepared. Simple as that."

Alaric followed immediately, his voice cold. "Don’t use faith as a shield for your failure to prepare your daughter. That is irresponsible and it puts her life in danger."

Queen Seraphira hissed, offended. "I am not foolish enough to throw my daughter into death’s door without preparation. Which is exactly why her training begins tomorrow."

"I will evaluate how many abilities she currently holds, and try to draw out others that may lay dormant. Then I will assign multiple tutors to hone every Fae skill she possesses. Meanwhile, I will work on buying more time for her."

"Violet is a hybrid," Asher said firmly. "You can’t focus solely on her Fae half and ignore the other. Her wolf might be the very advantage that tips the scales in this trial. So we will be contributing to her training."

Asher met the Queen’s gaze head-on, refusing to budge. It was a silent dare that said, ’tell me no, and see what happens’.

After a beat, Queen Seraphira replied. "Fine. Train her as you see fit. Nothing is too small."

Her tone made it painfully obvious she didn’t believe their training would make much difference, but the cardinal alphas let it slide. Tonight already held enough conflict.

"Princess Violet," Roman teased her, "I’d say your days ahead are about to be intense.

Hopefully, you’re ready for some aggressive training."

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