Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 865

Chapter 865: A Vengeful Queen

Violet had expected the journey back to the palace would be quick. That wasn’t the case.

The manor the pixies had taken them to was farther than she had imagined. They were practically isolated and hidden away like a secret even the Fae world had forgotten.

As much as she wanted to simply carry them back, she couldn’t. Not that distance, and certainly not with two fully grown Alpha males. Even with her strength, flying both Asher and Alaric over such a long stretch would drain her before they were halfway there.

Thankfully Alaric had not come alone. As a matter of fact, the white-haired prince had driven here in a carriage. A gold, gleaming wagon drawn by two majestic white horses.Their manes flowed like silk, their eyes glowing with quiet intelligence.

They didn’t just look like horses but creatures that knew exactly what they were doing.The carriage came to a smooth stop before them.

Alaric came into view, clearly pleased with himself. "The pixies gave it to me."

Violet stared at him, stunned.

"So not only do the pixies tell you where I am," she said folding her arms, "they also give you a carriage to come take me home like some princess?"

"Which you technically are," Asher pointed out casually.

"Like Cinderella," Violet muttered. "That is what it’s giving."

She glanced back at the carriage, squinting slightly. "I swear those little creatures have somehow discovered old world fairy tales."

Because this was too on the nose. Except instead of one prince, she had two. Four, technically. Just temporarily unavailable. Something she planned to rectify soon.

Asher moved first, stepping forward and opening the carriage door like it was the most natural thing in the world. Then he turned and extended a hand toward her.

Violet raised a brow.

"You do realize I can get in by myself, right?"

"Of course," he said. "But where’s the fun in that?"

She snorted but took his hand anyway.

The moment she stepped inside, Violet was impressed.

The interior was just as extravagant. Soft velvet seats lined the inside, deep and plush, in a rich shade of midnight blue. Gold accents traced the edges. The air was cool but comfortable, carrying a subtle floral scent that was soothing.

Asher slid in beside her, and before she could even adjust, Alaric followed, taking the space on her other side.

Violet froze because now she was sandwiched between them. For someone who had only just come out of the mating haze, that was quite... dangerous.

She cleared her throat, trying to ignore the way her body reacted instinctively to their closeness. The door shut behind them. Without a driver, the horses moved instantly, as if they had been waiting.

Violet glanced toward the front. "Are we really trusting the horses?"

Alaric leaned back comfortably. "They brought me here. There’s nothing to be afraid of."

Violet relaxed then. Honestly, what was left to be afraid of? They had survived worse.

A heavy silence fell between them. There was too much to say. Too much that had happened in the past few days, and yet none of them seemed to know where to start.

Then—

"I—"

"You—"

They both stopped.

Violet was surprised

Alaric huffed a quiet laugh. "Go on. You first."

She sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. "I’m sorry."

Both of her mates turned to her.

"For the way I left in the middle of the fight," she continued. "I know I disappeared without saying anything and you must have been worried."

"I was," Alaric said immediately. "I didn’t know where you were. All I knew was that I had to find you. And when I felt your pain..." he paused, jaw tightening. "I thought I had truly tasted death."

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