Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 613

Chapter 613: Strange Sky

Elijah was here for her.

"It’s me he wants," Violet said out loud.

"I know that," Griffin replied. "Someone apparently recorded you rending the warehouse into nothing, and the extra drama of you floating in the air with Alaric." He added quickly, "Although, for the record, the scene of you falling to the ground is breaking the internet right now."

"Floating in the air is not dramatic," Violet pouted. "And I just don’t have control over it." That was her excuse for both the floating and the falling.

Violet wished she could see the video herself, but of course, her phone was gone. Again. Not that it was her fault — they’d been neck-deep in one crisis after another lately, and her poor devices had paid the price.

She’d lost count of how many phones had met their tragic end by now. On the bright side, her mates were always there to replace them over and over again.

Griffin went on, "The point is, Elijah’s here. And no doubt, his men are already searching for us."

"He won’t harm her," Alaric said. "The world already knows about her now, which means he’ll have to answer questions if anything happens to Violet. But that doesn’t make her safe either. This is Elijah we’re talking about."

Violet scratched her scalp. "And I don’t know if telling him I’m his brother’s daughter is a good idea, even if he already suspects it."

"Elijah definitely knows his brother’s alive," Griffin was convinced. "That’s a given. There are too many signs. The way he hoards his throne alone is suspicious enough."

"And to keep it," Violet said, a small smirk tugging at her lips, "he’ll need my help."

Griffin looked at her. "There’s nothing to keep. You’re its heir now."

Violet said nothing to that.

Alaric tilted his head back toward the night sky and sighed. "I suddenly wish we could just elope somewhere and wait out this chaos, even if it’s for a single day."

No sooner had those words left Alaric’s mouth than a crack suddenly formed in the very fabric of space itself, followed by a burst of blinding light. Then, just as quickly, it dimmed enough for them to make out the portal swirling before them.

"What the—?" Alaric cursed, eyes widening to the size of saucers.

As a man of science, watching a portal materialize right in front of him was both shocking and exhilarating.

Violet’s eyes narrowed at the uncanny sight, shadows instinctively gathering in her palms as a defense mechanism. When she saw a figure begin to emerge from the light, her first thought was that it was one of her sisters. Her muscles tensed, ready to obliterate them before they could lay a hand on her mate.

Hence one could imagine her shock when a face she knew all too well stepped out of the portal.

"Lila?" Violet whispered, her feet frozen to the floor.

The last time she’d seen Lila, she’d been bound to that carnivorous tree, and Violet had assumed she was dead.

She took a good look at Lila. Her pixie-cut hair now flowed longer, brushing past her shoulders, and her skin was milky smooth, almost glowing like a newborn’s. The unhealthy pallor she’d carried in that dreaming world was completely gone. But what truly caught Violet’s attention were her pointed ears, that was unmistakably Fae. Lila was no longer afraid to show who she really was.

"Lila!" Violet shouted and ran straight into her, hugging her. She pulled back just enough to ask, her voice filled with relief, "How are you here? Did my mother rescue you?"

But Lila said urgently. "This isn’t the time or place for questions, Princess. You’re needed back home."

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