Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 496

Chapter 496: Always War

No one in their right mind would ever pray to be in Griffin’s shoes. He stood stiffly outside the chamber door with his arms crossed and his jaw clenched so tight it might crack while Violet’s moans reverberated through the corridor.

"Oh goddess... Oh yes...!"

Just his luck as the moaning hit its breathy crescendo, a group of Novas—young trainees in pale robes—rounded the corner with scrolls in hand and curiosity in their eyes.

Perfect.

"It’s uh... an intense prayer session going on in there," Griffin said dryly, catching the mix of curiosity and awkwardness on their faces.

Then, as if the moon goddess herself had a twisted sense of humor, Violet mewled again.

"Roman... mmh... yes... fuck—!"

Griffin saw the realization dawn on the Novas like a bolt of lightning. Faces flushed, they exchanged wide-eyed looks and scurried off, whispering furiously among themselves.

Griffin dragged a hand over his face and muttered under his breath, "Blessed be the holy fuckery of my life."

At this rate, their cover was going to be blown soon.

And yes, they were hiding in a temple dedicated to Selene, goddess of the moon, tucked deep in the outskirts of Aster City, the last place anyone would think to look.

Not in a place filled with incense, meditating priestesses, and chants for purity.

Which, clearly, they were ruining loudly.

Although that seemed contradictory since werewolves were, after all, deeply carnal creatures. But even so, the Moon Mother, head priestess of the temple, could not turn them away. Not when mates were involved.

Selene herself, the goddess of the moon, had forged the bond that tied them. It was sacred. It was eternal and demanded to be honored even in the most unlikely of sanctuaries.

Still, some boundaries had to be kept. A temple was a temple. A pleasure house was a pleasure house. And the two were not meant to blur.

Aside from that, Griffin’s influence had done the rest. The East pack was home to the most devout temples, and the moment the Moon Mother laid eyes on him, the decision was as good as made.

As if summoned by his thoughts, Mother Thessara walked in.

"Holy Mother," Griffin greeted, placing one hand to his forehead and the other over his chest as he bowed respectfully.

Moonmother was the title bestowed upon the high priestess of each individual temple. The supreme leader of all Selene’s priestesses, however, was known as the High Mother. Though the seers and healers served distinct functions within the temple hierarchy, they were all sacred servants of Selene—each equally honored within their own domains.

The woman’s gaze shifted to the sealed door, behind which the unmistakable sounds of passion grew louder.

"Yes, baby... just like that."

"Mmh... you’re so deep. So full."

"You love being stretched by your Alpha, don’t you?"

"Yes.. Oh goddess..."

"Say my name. Let the whole temple know who’s fucking you."

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