Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 787

Chapter 787: Queen Seraphira’s Death

It was safe to say Celeste had everything handled. By the time she finished laying out her cards, every single councilor had played right into her hands without even realizing it.

"I suppose this is where we call it a day," Celeste said, her tone final, leaving no room for argument.

All of the Councilors, except Enock, rose to their feet. He remained seated, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that bordered on hostile.

The others cleared their throats awkwardly, suddenly eager to be anywhere but between the two of them. One after the other, they slipped out of the basement, leaving behind the thick tension hanging in the air.

For a moment, there was nothing but silence.

Then Celeste began tapping her finger repeatedly against the table, the sound intentionally slicing through the tension.

"I thought we were supposed to be on the same side?" she questioned.

"Really?" Enock sneered. "On the same side? With whom? A lowlife Fae like you?"

Celeste showed no visible emotion, but the slight curl of her fingers betrayed her. The words hit where it hurt.

She rose to her feet. "If that is all, I’ll be taking my leave."

"You do know Baron is using you," Enock said suddenly and her steps halted mid-stride.

Celeste stiffened. Then she turned slowly to face him, her hands clasped neatly in front of her, a picture of perfect composure.

Seeing that he had her attention, Enock let his hatred spill freely.

"You might think you’re important because he shows you attention," he spat. "But you’re wrong. He values you because you’re useful. Resourceful. And once he gets what he wants, he’ll toss you back into the gutter where you belong."

He scoffed, his expression twisting with raw envy and disgust. "A queen? You? You really do know how to dream."

For a second, an unfamiliar emotion flashed in Celeste’s eyes and then vanished.

Then she smirked.

"At least, unlike you, I’m close to mine."

The smile vanished as quickly as it came, leaving only cold animosity in its wake. Without another word, she turned and strode out of the room, her spine straight, her steps unshaken.

Behind her, Enock glared at her retreating figure.

That fucking bitch.

Although Celeste had practically won the exchange, Enock’s words still found their mark in her mind, no matter how much she tried to deny it. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

For a fleeting second, doubt threatened to creep in, but Celeste crushed it.

No one knew Baron the way she did. He needed her. They couldn’t do without one another, and they had been through too much for him to toss her aside now — she wouldn’t allow that.

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