Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545: Second Great War

"Whoa, calm down," Micah said quickly, stepping back when Violet’s golden eyes flared and shadows coiled around her palm.

He could take her in a fight, yes, he was skilled, trained, and fast on his feet. But one wrong slip, and Violet’s power would kill him before he even blinked.

"What do you want?" Violet growled, her voice shaking with rage. "To take me to him?"

"No!" Micah blurted. "I stood my ground, I wouldn’t do that!"

Her fury eased, but her guard didn’t drop. "Why?" she asked, scrutinizing him.

"Because I’m not stupid, Violet," Micah said. "You’re the only chance we have against Angus."

"You want me to fight him?"

Micah shook his head. "Not alone. You can’t beat him like that. But Angus is coming for the throne, and you, as his heir, can’t let it happen."

"I’m not the rightful heir," Violet replied. "You are."

"They’ll never accept me. Not in this lifetime. I’m half demon, you’re Fae and strong enough that no one would dare challenge you. You’re the perfect heir."

Violet scoffed bitterly. "Perfect heir? Elijah will kill me the second he finds out what I am."

"I don’t think so," Micah said firmly.

"Why not?"

"If Elijah knows his brother is alive, then he knows he’ll need allies. Angus made him sterile, Violet. He hates him for it. You think that bitterness just comes out of nowhere? He won’t kill you. He’ll use you. You’re a weapon he can aim at Angus. But he’ll never set you free. Elijah loves control too much."

"That’s not comforting." Violet’s chest tightened. The thought of being someone’s puppet made her sick. At least Asher had a conscience, Elijah? The man’s sheer crazy.

Micah’s voice dropped lower. "That’s not even why I pulled you aside." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Violet’s pulse spiked. "Then why?"

Goddess knows what’s next now.

"I didn’t tell you everything about our father and that is why you must be careful..." Micah paused, then said. "Because you’re not Angus’s only living heir."

Her stomach dropped. "What?"

"There are seven of your sisters out there."

Her jaw fell. "What?!"

Violet’s eyes locked on Micah. She wished there was even a bit of light to help her study his face properly to see if this was one of his cruel jokes. But the tension in the air told her he was dead serious.

"Nah..." She laughed, but it came out hollow. "That’s not possible."

But Micah wouldn’t say this without proof. He wasn’t the type to spin lies out of thin air. The weight of it slammed into her chest, and Violet stumbled back. All this time she thought she was alone. An only child. Now, to find out she had seven sisters out there?

Was fate fucking with her?

As if Micah could read her thoughts, he said, "Don’t get flustered, thinking this would be a sweet family reunion. No. Our siblings are as bad as they come. Why do you think I attacked you the day I found out you were my sister?"

No, don’t do that, Violet. She scolded herself. She couldn’t stereotype him because of what he was. But still, she had to be careful.

"If there’s anyone among your siblings you need to watch out for, it’s Ziva. She’s the most ruthless, the most devilish. The temple attack? Probably her work. Thank the goddess you didn’t fall for that."

Thank the goddess indeed. Right now, that familiar anger was back, and it was because of Ziva. Sister or not, that bitch had crossed a line. Goddess help her the day they meet.

"I think this is it."

"What?"

"The second great war."

Violet swallowed hard, dread curling in her stomach. It wasn’t just the idea of war — it was the feeling she would be tangled right in the middle of it. She didn’t want to carry the weight of hundreds of deaths, human or werewolf. That was a guilt she could never live with. If anything, she had to find a way to stop it.

"Angus said something that unsettled me," Micah went on. "He talked about ruling ’them.’ At first, I thought he meant wolves. But that was a question I asked about the humans. That stuck with me. Do you know it’s the presidential elections this year?"

"And?" Violet frowned. She didn’t see the link.

Micah’s eyes darkened. "There’s a strong chance Angus is backing one of the candidates. If that man wins, he’s nothing but Angus’s puppet. And whoever becomes president of Dorminia—"

"...Has control over the humans, and the fate of wolves," Violet finished, realization dawning on her.

"Exactly."

"My God." A shiver ran down Violet’s spine.

Her eyes sharpened with calculation. "If Angus’s man takes power, he’ll shield him. He’ll support him in secret and turn a blind eye to everything he does after. Angus would be untouchable." She bit down on her nails without realizing it. "This is bad," she whispered, shaky.