Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 707

Chapter 707: Demon Marriage

Hell might be a kingdom, but it was a wasteland, and the last place Micah ever wanted Adele to be. This possibility had never crossed his mind. After all, who would have thought a creature like him would ever get a matebond?

Moreover, none of them had ever cared about him before. And now suddenly, Rivere was all over his case.

Prince Rivere. Asmodeus’s favorite son, or at least, he strutted around as though he were. Demons didn’t show parental concern the way mortals did, but Rivere had always been the one Asmodeus called upon, always the one entrusted with the affairs of the Court of Hunger. No wonder Rivere viewed himself as their father’s rightful heir.

Micah, on the other hand, had always steered clear of the endless political games played by the millions of Asmodeus’s spawn. Which is why Rivere’s sudden interest in him was still a shock.

Rivere chuckled wickedly and said, "We’ll test just how much this mate of yours loves you."

Almost immediately, the hall echoed with colorful jeering. The next thing Micah knew, Adele was being dragged toward the dais, flanked by two demons who held her tight.

Before Rivere stole her, she had been wearing Micah’s shirt after their lovemaking. It was gone now. In its place, Adele wore a red wrap binding her breasts, the two strips crossing diagonally and hooking at the back of her neck. Her midsection was bare, and a matching skirt clung to her hips, split high enough that her thighs flashed with every forced step.

Her hair was curled, her lips painted a deep blood-red, and there was powder on her face. Adele looked ravishing like a temptress and that was the problem.

A deep, animalistic growl rumbled from Micah’s chest. The idea that another male—Rivere, of all creatures—had touched her, let alone dressed her, pushed him to the brink of madness.

Micah didn’t have a wolf, but like every mate out there, he would die before he let someone stain her honor.

Rivere’s eyes widened slightly in surprise when Micah suddenly grabbed his ankle and began to lift. There was nothing but pure, lethal fury in Micah’s eyes as he forced Rivere’s leg upward, muscles shaking with rage. He pushed hard enough to break free from Rivere’s pinning hold.

The moment he was free, Micah surged to his feet and lunged at the bastard but two demons tackled him from behind, slamming him back to the ground. Micah bellowed and thrashed like a feral animal, veins bulging, but the demons used their combined strength to crush him down.

"Micah!" Adele screamed, fighting against her captors with everything she had. But they didn’t budge. They were too strong.

"Adele!" Micah roared back, heaving, struggling against the hands restraining him.

Rivere smirked, pleased with himself. "Aren’t you two adorable?"

He turned toward the gathered audience, the demons who had been indulging in their sinful revelry were now utterly enraptured by the unfolding drama.

Rivere raised his arms as though presenting a show.

"Aren’t they adorable?" he gloated.

The hall was suddenly filled with mocking laughter. Demons cackled, hooted, and some even moaned as though deriving pleasure from their distress.

All the while Micah rage only grew. He didn’t care about the consequences but Rivere was dead once he got his hands on him.

With taunting steps, Rivere walked over to Adele, the entire hall watching with hungry anticipation. He stopped in front of Adele, who stood tense between the two demons restraining her, and reached out to grab her chin. He tilted her face left, then right, inspecting her as if she were some exotic artifact.

"Not bad," he murmured.

Adele snapped her teeth at his finger hard enough that if she had connected, he’d have bled. Except she missed by inches.

Rivere only laughed. "A feisty one."

But the amusement drained from his eyes in an instant, replaced by a dark look. His grip on her chin tightened until her jaw ached.

"Do you know," he muttered, voice low enough to vibrate through her bones, "that demons don’t get Matebonds? We are designed to be evil and incapable of love. And yet he gets one." His eyes flicked briefly to Micah with venomous disgust. "A Matebond that grants enormous sexual-energy power to creatures like us."

Adele bared her teeth at him. "So that’s why you’re jealous. Micah suddenly has more potential than you. Is that it? And now you want to steal the one thing that matters to him by killing me?"

Rivere’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. "You’re right. I envy him."

His voice had an edge to it now. "Not only does Father create a creature like him, he dares to look down on the rest of us. To suppress his nature. To make us look like what? Evil, while he pretends to be light?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

He chuckled, low and chilling.

"No, little wolf. I won’t kill you."

Adele stiffened.

Rivere leaned closer, his breath brushing her cheek. "I’ll grant you the one fate he doesn’t want for you."

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