Defy The Alpha(s) - Chapter 270

Chapter 270: Sorry Don’t Heal Scars

Violet made sure to finish her juice entirely before setting the glass down on the tray. She watched from the corner of her eye as Alaric did the same, draining his glass and placing it beside hers.

Then Violet turned to Lila, whose heated gaze hadn’t lessened one bit, and said, “See, he took it? Now could you give us some privacy?” She was practically begging at this point.

With a self-satisfied huff, Lila walked over and carried the tray with more force than necessary, her tantrum evident as she left without a care, slamming the door shut behind her.

Once the door was shut, Alaric turned to her and said, “How do you even deal with her?”

“Lila is very nice. Moreover, she’s this way towards you. All of them are. You really hurt me, Alaric.”

At once, the guilt returned, and Alaric said with his head lowered in shame, “I know, and I’m sorry. It would never happen again. I swore it upon my life.” He said it with such conviction it made Violet’s chest tighten with emotion.

She smiled at him. “I forgive you, Alaric Storm.”

For a moment, Alaric didn’t move but blinked at her as if unable to believe what he just heard. Then he was up on his feet, pumping his fist with a triumphant “Yes!” before rushing toward Violet, who only realized his intent at the last minute and tried to warn him not to—but it was too late. Alaric grabbed her and twirled her around so much that Violet had to squeal and plead for him to put her down.

Alaric finally set her down, only to drop to his knees. With his eyes shining with determination, he swore, “You will never regret giving me this second chance, Violet Purple. Thank you so much.”

Violet’s heart pounded hard in her chest. He sounded so sincere that she felt bad knowing the plan she had in store for him. But everything had been put in motion, and ‘sorry’ doesn’t heal scars. She had forgiven him, but there were still consequences for his actions. When he’s done taking the punishment like a good boy, then they could move on to the next phase of their relationship—if he still wanted her then.

Alaric got to his feet, still holding her hand. They stared at each other, the air between them crackling and sizzling with attraction. However, Alaric pulled out of it. Just because she forgave him didn’t mean they were back to how they used to be. He had to give her time to heal from what he did and accept him back. This time around, he’d make sure of it, nothing would get between them.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said.

“Yes, tomorrow,” Violet answered nervously, not just because the interaction between them had gotten awkward, but because she didn’t know what to do next.

How long till the drug took effect? She wasn’t feeling any different, which seemed to be a good sign that she had drunk from the right cup. He must have taken the drugged one. She could not let Alaric leave this room.

“Wait!” Violet said, moving ahead to block his way before he reached the door.

Alaric lifted a brow in surprise. “What is it?”

Violet’s demeanor suddenly changed, and she purred, “You didn’t actually think I’d let you leave that easily, did you?”

“Huh?” He blinked in surprise.

Then Violet placed a hand on his chest firmly, walking him backward until the back of his legs hit the bed. Alaric looked behind him, then back at Violet with a questioning look.

But Violet smirked darkly before giving him a hard push, and he fell back on the bed. She followed right after, climbing over him.

Alaric gulped. “Violet, I think this is not the right—”

“Shhh,” Violet placed her fingers against his lips to hush him. Then she yanked him forward by the shirt in a particularly sexy move and said demandingly, “Don’t protest when the lady’s serving.”

Alaric’s throat bobbed. He swore to the gods, he came to apologize to Violet, not for this. But when Violet became like this, it was incredibly hard to resist. Not when his little vixen was sexy as hell.

“A-Are you sure about this?” Alaric asked, even as Violet pressed a soft, fleeting kiss to his lips.

“Mmhmm,” she murmured, pressing her lips against his once more, and this time firmer, demanding for him to open up. He did open up, and the wanton moan that slipped from her lips as soon as their tongues met was pure sin.

Alaric grunted in return, his hands going to wrap around her ass, grinding her against his already raging erection. If she wanted this, then he wouldn’t deny it, not when he missed her like hell and didn’t want to waste any more seconds between them.

The kiss was deep, slow, and the sounds that emanated from her lips made it all the more sultry. Alaric shifted them so he was on top, and she giggled at the sudden power dynamic. Alaric smiled against her lips. How much he missed the sound of her laughter.

He began kissing her nose, eyes, jaw, then trailed down to her neck—every piece of her body he had missed lately. It was while he was suckling on the dip of her collarbone that a wave of dizziness hit him, and he held onto her so tightly that his nails dug into her.

“What’s wrong?” Violet asked, concern in her eyes.

Alaric shook his head as if trying to fight off the dizziness. “I don’t know… I…” Those were about the last words he said before a cloak of darkness enveloped him and he collapsed on her.

“Ooh,” Violet breathed, his weight knocking the breath out of her.

She tried to push him off, but moon help her, he was so damn heavy.

“A little help here!” Violet shouted, knowing without a doubt that Lila was behind that door.

And just as she thought, the door clicked open, and all three of them came in at once. Those little gossips. They must have been eavesdropping all this while.

“Finally,” Lila breathed with a gleam in her eyes as soon as she took in the sight. “Your act was beginning to get real, I got a little worried.”

“I never deviated from the plan. Now please help me. He might look slimmer than the others, but he weighs a ton,” Violet cried out.

Daisy and Lila combined their strength to push Alaric off her, and Violet was finally able to get out from under him. Then all four girls stood together, staring at the handsome prince completely out of it and unaware of their plans for him.

“I think I should get started,” Lila announced.

“Yes, you should,” the others concurred, leaving the room.

They couldn’t be in the room once Lila began. Alaric alone needed to absorb the hex.