Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 890

Chapter 890: The Good news

"Hello, baby."

Griffin frowned at the hazy image of Violet lying beside him with her arm propped up against the head.

Wait a minute— Violet?!

He shot upright so fast a violent wave of dizziness slammed into him immediately afterward, his vision swimming badly.

"Whoa, easy there." Violet grabbed his arm quickly, trying to steady him before he toppled right back onto the bed.

Griffin barely noticed. Not when he stared at Violet like she might disappear if he blinked too hard.

"I thought you were a dream," he muttered before reaching up and cupping her face with both hands, almost as if he needed physical proof she was actually here.

Violet chuckled. "You got beat pretty badly last night, so I’m not surprised."

"Last night, I—" Griffin suddenly stopped as the memories crashed back all at once.

Asher. The compulsion. Sleep.

He sensed Asher through the bond instantly. Griffin’s head snapped toward the corner of the room where the bastard lounged lazily on his single-seater couch, casually flipping through a book from the mini library like he owned the damn place.

"You!" Murder burned openly across Griffin’s face.

There was an unspoken rule between them where the harem was concerned. Asher was never meant to use his mental abilities on the others.

"No, no, Griffin." Violet was on her feet immediately, trying to stop a fight before it started. "He didn’t do it intentionally. You needed the rest!" she explained quickly.

"I should have been the one to decide that!" Griffin snapped back.

"You were seconds away from passing out on your feat and still being stubborn about it!" Violet fired right back.

Griffin let out a frustrated growl, unable to argue against that or deny that forcing him to rest had ultimately been the right call.

He felt significantly better than yesterday.

The exhaustion clouding his mind was gone and he could actually think properly now.

Still there was something deeply unsettling about Asher’s powers that instantly rubbed people the wrong way. The way he slipped into your head and stripped away your ability to choose for yourself.

It did not matter whether his intentions were good or bad. The moment Asher compelled you, your choice stopped mattering. That was something Griffin would never truly be comfortable with.

Violet looked up at Griffin with a pout. "Please don’t fight, Griffin-pooh."

"Griffin-pooh?" Griffin’s eyes lit up with surprise.

"Yes." Violet’s voice turned slightly childish now. "You’re my kindhearted scary-looking bear..." She carefully poked his stomach. "Just without the pot belly." She clarified, referring to the original fictional character.

A laugh escaped Griffin instantly.

"Come here," he said, pulling Violet into his arms and hugging her tightly.

He pressed a kiss against the top of her head, muttering, "I would never have hurt the bastard anyway."

Asher’s brows rose in silent disbelief.

Oh, he definitely saw the violent intent in Griffin’s eyes earlier.

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