Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 555: To The North pack

This had been the plan all along.

From the stories they'd fed him, Asher had predicted Elijah would assign someone to shadow Violet, Griffin, and

Roman to make sure they didn’t try anything reckless. That part was predictable. So Asher did what he did best

—he planned ahead.

He had made sure the people of the West Pack would be gathered here to welctheir king. With a crowd this

massive blocking the road, the convoy would have no choice but to slow down. And that slow crawl was the

perfect window for Violet and Griffin to make their escape.

Everything was in place.

Except now, with the moment finally here, Violet didn’t have the heart to go again, not without Roman.

"You should cwith us, Roman," Violet urged, her voice tight with worry.

Her eyes moved to Christian, who was still slumped against the seat. The paralysis from Roman's venom held

him frozen, but only just. His teeth were gritted, his jaw trembling violently, and a vein bulged along his temple

as his body fought to overcthe toxin. His eyes burned with pure rage, locked on Roman with a promise of

retribution.

Roman didn’t even glance at him. His focus stayed on Violet. "You know | can’t leave Asher alone, love. We're

mates. We promised to be there for one another."

"I know," Violet said with emotion, "but look at him!" She gestured at Christian, whose furious gaze promised

violence the moment he regained control. "He's going to hurt you, Roman. Elijah won't let this go."

Roman only smiled, his dimples showing. "Don’t worry, Asher will handle it. You don’t need to worry about me.

We'll be fine."

"Violet!" Griffin's urgent voice cut through the moment.

He was outside now, bracing his shoulders as he used his sheer, raw strength to shove back the pressing crowd

that was pressing so close it was suffocating. Griffin's muscles strained, his feet digging into the pavement as he

forced a narrow path clear for Violet.

"Go!" Roman barked at her.

Violet's eyes stung, but she forced herself to nod. "Look after Asher for me. We'll cback for you soon. Both

of you ."

"I know," Roman said, giving her a cheeky wink even now.

Then, before she could lose her nerve, he moved into action. Dragging the paralyzed driver aside, Roman slid

behind the wheel and slammed his foot down.

The car lurched forward smoothly, closing the growing gap between them and the other convoy. He needed to

keep the line moving, to keep up appearances, and make sure no one cback to investigate what was

causing the holdup. It was the perfect distraction, and the last gift he could give them.

"Now!" Griffin growled.

Before Violet could brace herself, his hand closed firmly around hers and he yanked her forward. They plunged

into the sea of bodies, the crowd roaring around them. People shoved back, confused and angry, but they were

no match for Griffin's supernatural strength. His broad shoulders cut a path through them with ease, his grip

unrelenting as he bulldozed forward, dragging Violet behind him.

Violet's heart was pounding. The noise, the heat, the crush of bodies— everything! It was overwhelming.

Someone grabbed for her arm, and she stumbled, but Griffin's strength yanked her upright before she could fall.

"Don’t stop!" he barked over the din.

And she didn’t.

At last, the crowd broke apart and they stumbled free into open space. Fresh air hit Violet like a shock. They

didn’t slow, sprinting down a narrow side street as the noise faded behind them. Only when they'd put several

blocks between them and the commotion did Griffin finally slow.

They ducked into an alleyway, hidden between two shuttered shops. Elijah’s visit had practically shut the whole

district down and the silence here was almost eerie after the uproar they'd just escaped.

Griffin yanked out his phone, breathing hard. He tapped the screen, and once the moment the call connected, he

spoke with an urgent voice. "We're out. What's the next plan?"

On the other end, Jeremiah’s voice calive. "Stay exactly where you are. We're tracking your location. Don’t

move until we get there."

Griffin ended the call and shoved the phone back into his pocket. He turned to Violet, studying her pale, tense

face. "How are you holding up?"

"Horrible," Violet admitted, her voice shaking. Her hands fisted at her sides. "I feel awful for leaving Roman

behind like that. What if this just lands him in serious trouble? Elijah’s going to punish him, and we won't even be

there to do anything about it. He's going to take it all alone and—"

"Violet."

Griffin caught her face in his hands, tilting her gaze up to his. "Roman knew the risk," he said, his voice calm and

sure. "He was willing to take it. And Asher is there, he won't let anything happen to him."

"But... "

"Listen to me." His tone sharpened, cutting through her panic. "It’s not like Elijah’s going to kill him. We've been

through worse, Violet. One punishment? Two? That's nothing new to us. So maybe trust Roman a little, and stop

worrying so much. If you break down now, it'll throw off everything we've worked for. We can't afford a setback.

Not now."

Violet swallowed hard and nodded. Fine, she had to be strong. They'd go to the North pack, get Alaric and then

cback for Roman and Asher. Damn Elijah and whatever antics he’d cup with next.

The quietness of the alley was broken by the sound of an approaching engine. Griffin tensed instantly, shoving

Violet behind him.

His body literally was a wall of muscle, shielding her completely as his sharp gaze locked on the narrow

entrance.

Then the car rolled into view. The back window slid down, and Jeremiah’s familiar head popped out.

"It’s me!" he called out with a loud voice.

Griffin relaxed at once. "Con," he muttered, grabbing Violet's hand and leading her forward.

They scrambled into the car, Griffin pushing her in first before sliding in after her. The door slammed shut, and

the vehicle moved on.

Jeremiah grinned at them from the front seat. "Slick move back there. You two were amazing. By the tElijah

even gets his bearings, you'll be long gone."

Violet managed a weak smile. "Where are we going?" she asked.

Jeremiah’s grin widened. "Asher set up a chopper to take you straight toward the North Pack. Fastest way there,

and you'll be out of reach before anyone catches up."

He gestured toward the back compartment of the SUV. "There's a package behind you. North weather is always

nasty so you'll need those."

Griffin didn’t even glance back. "I'm good." His voice was confident.

Violet wasn’t surprised. Werewolves had naturally high metabolism, their bodies burning through cold like it was

nothing. She, however, didn’t share that luxury, even though she was half-werewolf. Guess, you can’t have all

the good traits, right.

Twisting around, she reached for the package. Inside of it was a thick coat made of dark wool and lined with fur.

The moment she slipped it on, its warmth wrapped around her, cocooning her completely. Yep, she would sweat

in here if they drove too long.

Thankfully before long, their car rolled onto a wide, open field. A helicopter sat there, its blades already whirring,

cutting through the air with a rhythmic

thump-thump-thump. The smell of fuel was in the air, and a lone pilot stood waiting beside it.

Jeremiah hopped out first, then helped Violet down.

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Griffin said to Jeremiah. "Thank you."

"Just doing my job, man."

Then Violet hugged him tightly. "Please, look after Asher for me."

"I will," Jeremiah promised with a rare softness in his tone.

As the pilot climbed into position, Griffin and Violet boarded the chopper. The interior smelled faintly of oil and

leather, and the seats were small but sturdy.

The engine roared, and the helicopter

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The ground fell away beneath them as they flew from the west pack, and toward the North.

"So what's the plan?!" Violet shouted over the roar of the helicopter blades, her voice straining to reach Griffin.

Griffin leaned closer, saying. "Getting into the North Pack is easy. The real problem is the packhouse. But I've

been friends with Alaric since we were in diapers. Zara won't refuseentry. | can get inside."

"And me?" she yelled back.

Griffin's expression darkened. "That's the tricky part. Zara won't let you anywhere near him. We'll have to sneak

you in."

Her heart skipped. "How?"

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Violet shook her head unsure. That didn’t sound like much of a plan.

Goddess help them.