Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 839

Chapter 839: Her Real Mother

"Mother."

Violet sighted the Queen already seated, her posture the very picture of elegance.

"Sit, princess." Queen Seraphira gestured toward the seat opposite hers. The one Alaric had sat on.

"I want to make a request of you, Violet," the Queen said.

Violet’s heart immediately began to race.

She could already sense where this was headed.

Queen Seraphira began,

"If things do not go as planned—"

"Things will go as planned," Violet cut in at once, refusing to entertain the thought.

"If things do not work out," the Queen insisted, her purple eyes hardening.

The firmness in her tone, coupled with the austere look on her face, made Violet swallow the rest of the argument sitting at the tip of her tongue.

Holding Violet’s gaze now, the Queen said,

"If by chance I die tomorrow and Baron takes over, you are to leave this realm. Take your mates, get out, and never come back. Pretend this realm never existed. Do you understand?"

"Really?" Violet stared hard at her. "That’s the plan? If everything goes downhill, I’m supposed to run with my tail tucked between my legs?"

"I want you to survive, Violet!" Queen Seraphira cried out.

"How does that keep me safe, mother?!" Violet snapped. "If Baron wins tomorrow, whether I run to the human realm or even to hell, he will search for me until I’m dead because I still threaten him. Or did that not occur to you?!"

"I have a contingency plan," the Queen said quickly, seeing Violet was dangerously close to losing her patience. "I’ve already made arrangements. Once you and your mates are out, a barrier will be raised over the Free Fae. It would be like before. They would go back to living on their own."

"You’re going to isolate them again?" Violet’s face twisted in disgust.

"The Free Fae are not strangers to isolation," Queen Seraphira replied. "And this is for you, Violet."

"For fuck’s sake, stop saying this is for my sake!" Violet hissed, jerking to her feet. "And you wonder why Baron wants to rule? Because you, mother, are so stifling and controlling."

Queen Seraphira flinched, as if Violet had slapped her across the face.

Violet kept going.

"You always claim to be doing something, but in reality, you keep choosing the safest option and calling it protection."

She shook her head, a bitter laugh slipping out.

"You talk so much about your mother,

Queen Elawon, about how cruel and close-minded she was but you don’t even realize how much of her still lives in you."

Her eyes narrowed with intensity. "You didn’t break that cycle, mother. You only softened it." She gestured around. "You built this version of peace, this so-called perfect free Fae realm and instead of preparing your people for the reality of what they are capable of, you sheltered them."

Her voice rose in pitch, "Well, guess what? Just like humans, the Fae are capable of greed. Of ambition. Of destruction." She lowered her tone, "Even you."

Queen Seraphira went so still one would have mistaken her for a statue.

But Violet was not done. She stepped closer.

"You wanted to be loved so badly that you forgot what it means to be respected. Because even with everything Queen Elawon was, the Fae still followed her. They feared her, yes, but they respected her enough not to tear her down the moment she showed weakness."

Violet’s expression twisted.

"But you?" she said. "You gave them everything. Comfort. Freedom without consequence. And now they want more. Like greedy monsters, they’ve opened their jaws wide enough to swallow you whole and you want me to do what?"

Violet cocked her head to the side.

"Run?" She waited a second. "Like you did eighteen years ago?"

"Violet." The Queen’s voice came out with an edge, carrying a warning not to drag that history into the open.

But Violet was far past caring.

"You had eighteen years to find me."

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