Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 807

Chapter 807: Discipline

Annequin had readily agreed to their deal.

Not that she had much choice.

Right now, her only usefulness lay in the fact that she was powerful. And if Violet had to choose between having Annequin as an enemy or an ally, she would reluctantly take the latter.

Still, Asher decided Annequin’s services would not be needed for the rest of the day.

They had only just reached an agreement. Trust did not come that quickly. For now, they would observe her carefully.

Which meant today’s training belonged to Asher.

Since Violet’s powers were sentient and reacted strongly to her emotions, Asher decided to focus on one thing.

Discipline.

The training field stretched wide beneath the pale Fae sky. The earlier damage from Violet’s uncontrolled outburst had already begun healing, the Fae magic slowly coaxing life back into the torn patches of earth and crushed vegetation.

"Stand here."

Asher placed his hands on Violet’s shoulders and guided her to the center of the field.

"Annequin was right about one thing," he said. "You are a ticking time bomb."

Violet made a face.

"You, Violet Purple," he continued bluntly, "are as unstable as water in a storm. And your temper is worse than a sailor’s."

Violet quirked a brow.

"Thanks for the compliment, love."

Asher’s expression didn’t falter.

"It wasn’t a compliment."

Violet pressed her lips together. Right. Asher was in teacher mode.

He continued.

"Annequin’s idea about pushing you wasn’t entirely wrong. And I intend to do exactly that."

He took a step back.

"Call out your power."

Violet’s breath stuttered.

Behind them, the others immediately reacted.

"Asher," Alaric said carefully.

Roman and Griffin shifted uncomfortably as well. Annequin wasn’t here to contain anything if things went wrong.

But Asher remained calm.

"We are her mates, she cannot harm us."

He paused, his expression turning thoughtful. "Though that limits the effect somewhat."

He looked back at Violet.

"Violet is not weak. And if her power is truly sentient, then it should understand that she does not want more destruction. The more afraid you are, Violet, the more likely you are to fail."

Violet swallowed. Then she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath.

Yesterday’s demonstration might have been a disaster, but it taught her something important. She could now recognize the feeling of each of her powers.

The moment she reached inward, she felt it.

The darkness.

It rose like wildfire through her veins, the sensation almost violent, as if someone had drenched her soul in gasoline and struck a match.

The air around her began to thrum. Black tendrils of energy rushed outward her body like living smoke.

"Control."

Asher’s command landed like a blade.

Instantly the growing surge halted. The darkness froze mid-rise, hovering around Violet like a suspended storm.

"Good." Asher nodded. "You’re not a lost cause after all."

Inside Violet’s mind, Thalia preened.

See? the wolf purred smugly. He likes when we obey.

Her tail swished happily in Violet’s mental space.

Command me, daddy.

What the—

The sudden thought nearly made Violet lose control. Now was seriously not the time for Thalia to be lusting after Asher!

Asher began circling her slowly, studying the dark energy radiating from her body.

"I want you to hold this exact level of power," he said. "No more. No less. I don’t care how long it takes. Or distractions you hear."

He said finally, "Now, close your eyes."

Violet’s hackles rose immediately. That tone meant trouble. Asher was up to something.

She could feel it.

Still, she had agreed to the training. And despite every instinct screaming at her to question him, Violet forced herself to obey.

Slowly, she shut her eyes. The world fell into darkness.

At first, there was nothing but the quiet calm of the training field. The faint breeze brushed against her skin, carrying the scent of fresh flowers from the garden and the lingering tang of magic in the air.

Violet focused on the darkness swirling around her body. It pulsed like a living thing, waiting for instruction.

Steady, she reminded herself. Steady.

Feeling more in control, she pushed her senses outward, tapping into her Fae hearing. She could hear her mates breathing and was able to pick them out individually.

Roman’s lazy inhale.

Griffin’s slow, steady breaths.

Alaric’s quieter rhythm.

And Asher. Always controlled.

They were all watching her.

Then suddenly—Crack.

Roman yelped.

"Aww! What was that for, man?"

Violet’s heart lurched. The darkness around her flared slightly in response.

What just happened? Her mind raced.

Why was Roman in pain?

She couldn’t see anything with her eyes closed. Instinct screamed at her to open them, to look, and make sure everything was fine.

But then Asher’s voice from earlier echoed in her mind. No more. No less. She was flustered as it was already. So she held her ground.

Breathe. Just breathe. She told herself.

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