Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 882

Chapter 882: You Didn’t Fail Me

While everyone was still reeling from Violet’s appearance, a loud growl suddenly erupted from behind the crowd.

Heads snapped around instantly and a path was created as Griffin Hale burst through the wolves at frightening speed.

Even Asher and Alaric visibly tensed at the sight of him charging straight toward Violet. There was more reason to protect her now than ever before.

Yet neither of them moved to stop him. Perhaps it was the Matebond between them all, but deep down, they trusted Griffin would never hurt her.

Still, watching a mountain of a man sprint toward Violet like an unleashed beast was terrifying enough on its own.

"Oh shit," Violet muttered, mentally bracing herself.

That was all the preparation she managed before Griffin reached her. One second her feet were firmly planted on the ground, the next, she was snatched clean off them.

A startled laugh ripped from Violet as Griffin spun her around once before crushing her tightly against him, his arms wrapping around her like he was afraid she would disappear if he let go.

"Griffin!" Violet laughed breathlessly, immediately hugging him back just as tightly, her arms sliding around his neck.

But the warmth of the reunion shattered almost instantly when Violet heard raw sobs. Griffin was crying?

"I’m sorry," Griffin choked out, burying his face against the crook of her neck. "I’m so fucking sorry. I couldn’t protect him. I failed you."

The laughter faded from Violet’s face immediately. Her stomach dropped.

"What are you talking about?" she asked quietly, though deep down she already knew.

When Griffin didn’t answer, Violet pulled back slightly.

"It’s Roman, isn’t it?"

Griffin slowly lifted his head to stare at her, looking almost stunned she had figured it out so quickly.

Around them, silence settled heavily.

For someone who had practically just confirmed one of her mates had been captured, Violet appeared oddly calm. But perhaps that calm came from the fact she knew Roman was still alive, otherwise they wouldn’t have sent that message.

If he were dead, the bond would have shattered completely.

Or perhaps the calmness wasn’t calmness at all, but a rage so deep and violent that it had gone frighteningly still.

Control.

Asher’s voice echoed through the Matebond, as though sensing exactly where her thoughts were beginning to drift.

They had already discussed this back in the Fae realm. Asher knew what she was capable of when she lost control. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the Fae realm and Annequin wasn’t here to contain her powers if things got out of control.

Violet took a deep breath. But even then, the air around her still trembled with power and the wolves around felt it.

It rolled off her in invisible waves, pressing down on their instincts hard enough to make several wolves unconsciously lower their heads.

"Holy shit," one of the younger wolves whispered, his eyes widening. "I can’t be the only one sensing that aura."

Murmurs immediately spread through the crowd, uneasy glances shifting between Violet and Elijah. No one dared say the truth aloud, but it hung heavily in the air regardless.

Violet’s dominance eclipsed Elijah’s.

But Violet barely noticed their reactions. Right now, her attention remained fixed entirely on Griffin. She gently rubbed his back, trying to soothe him.

"It’s alright, babe," she murmured softly. "This isn’t your fault."

Griffin’s arms only tightened around her.

"We’ll get him back," Violet promised, though something cold had already begun settling deep inside her chest. "And when we do, we’ll make Angus regret touching what’s mine."

It had to be her father. Only one witch hated Violet enough to carve a message into Roman’s flesh just to torment her through the Matebond.

Ziva.

And Ziva never acted without permission.

"Griffin needs rest," Irene informed her. "He exhausted himself during the battle."

"No," Griffin refused immediately, lifting his head stubbornly. "I’m fine."

The blatant lie made his mother give him a hard look. He looked half-dead. While Adele had healed the deep claw marks and magical wounds he suffered, it still didn’t eliminate the fact his body needed the time to heal.

"Violet just got here," Griffin argued. "She needs to know what happened."

"Exactly," Irene agreed. "Which means the rest of us can explain things while you sleep."

But Griffin wasn’t listening. Roman had been taken under his watch. What if something happened to her while he rested?

Logically, Griffin knew Violet was powerful enough to destroy half the academy if provoked. But the logic had very little place in the emotional disaster currently happening inside him.

Right now, all he wanted was Violet safe in his arms where he could physically see she was alive.

"Griffin," Asher stepped in with a calm voice.

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