Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 462: West Vs South

There was a wicked twist to their version of Truth or Dare: the spinner got to choose the punishment, whether

the chosen picked truth or dare. With werewolves able to sniff out lies, there was no such thing as a safe option.

That little tweak made the gfar less predictable and far more dangerous. Hence a thrilling tension buzzed in

the air, the kind that promised someone was about to get wrecked.

Alaric might have been the one to announce the game, but Roman was the one who enthusiastically set

everything up. Violet swore she'd never seen him move that fast in his life.

In the blink of an eye, all five of them were seated in a circle on the mat, a glass bottle resting temptingly in the

center. Everyone looked excited — everyone except Griffin, who had a large bowl of snacks on his lap and was

nonchalantly munching on chips. Usually, people said a woman who could eat was sexy, but in this case, it was

the other way around. Griffin Hale eating was as sexy as hell.

"So, who's going to spin first?" Alaric asked, his gaze bouncing around the circle.

"I will!" Roman jumped in, already reaching for the bottle only for Asher to snatch it first, his grip firm.

Roman blinked in surprise, his brows raised questioningly.

"I'll go first," Asher said with a tone of finality.

Violet and Alaric exchanged a look, both noting the sudden spike in tension between the two men but wisely said

nothing.

With a look of pure concentration, Asher crouched forward and flicked his wrist. The bottle spun fast and

everyone leaned in as it whirled, tension saturating the air until it finally slowed and stopped on Roman.

Of course.

Roman threw both hands in the air. "As if that wasn’t calculated at all." He sneered.

Asher didn’t bother to argue, asking straight away, his gaze razor-sharp. "Truth or dare?"

Roman scoffed. "Obviously dare." He met Asher’s eyes with a challenge. Picking truth would've been seen as

weak and he was many things, but never a coward.

"Then | dare you..." Asher drawled slowly as if savoring every second of it, "to kiss Violet passionately for two

minutes without touching her."

Griffin’s chewing slowed. Oh boy.

Then Asher added, voice edged with wicked satisfaction, "If you fail, you don’t get to climb into her bed for two

nights."

The effect was immediate.

Roman's confidence evaporated like mist under sunlight while his mouth fell open slightly, then snapped shut.

Violet was rendered speechless while Alaric burst into laughter so hard he nearly toppled over, slapping his thigh

and stomping the mat.

Griffin, still chewing, gave a loud hoot. "Oooh, brutal," he said through a mouthful of chips. "That's gonna hurt."

They all knew what this was. Asher was finally having his revenge on Roman, and the dare was a cruel one.

Everyone knew Roman couldn't keep his hands off while kissing. This was going to be a torturous one for him.

"Fine," Roman said through gritted teeth.

Asher’s smirk widened. "Clock starts when your lips touch hers."

Roman was already seated close to Violet, so he didn’t need to move. All he did was turn to her and Violet

swallowed hard at the burning intensity in his eyes. The desire to win was written all over his face.

Then he leaned in slowly, and Violet met him halfway. Their lips brushed once, light, and teasing before pressing

more firmly together.

Unlike Violet, who closed her eyes, Roman kept his wide open. He knew the moment he let himself get lost in this

kiss, he'd fail Asher’s wicked little test. So he focused on the feel of her lips, soft and maddening, and the faint

taste of alcohol clinging to her tongue.

What he refused to focus on was the overwhelming temptation to clasp her face and kiss her deeper and

rougher, the way he craved. Or the way his hands itched to roam down her sides, squeeze those two perfect

breasts her Fae mama had so generously blessed her with. Or better yet, haul her onto his lap and worship every

inch of that dangerously perfect backside.

But he didn’t. Instead, Roman balled his hands into fists and held them stiffly at his sides, breathing through the

growing ache in his body because right now, this was a fight he intended to win.

However, it wasn’t so bad. Roman concentrated on sucking her lower lip like he meant to leave a claim until the

sound of clapping interrupted them from behind.

"Bravo," Alaric cheered, clearly enjoying the show.

"Time's up!" Griffin announced, tossing a handful of popcorn in Roman's direction.

Roman pulled back with a wet pop, licking his lips like he'd just tasted victory. He turned his head slowly, locking

eyes with Asher. The look he gave him was a smug smirk mixed with a dark promise. It would be Asher’s turn

soon and he'd ensure he felt it.

"So," Violet breathed, catching herself, "who's next?"

"Let's go clockwise," Griffin said, still munching.

And that put Alaric next.

He spun the bottle and it whirled and slowed before landing on Violet.

A chorus of whistles cfrom the rest of them. Clearly, Alaric had won the jackpot.

"Truth or dare?" he asked, already looking excited.

"Truth," Violet said, lifting her chin. It wasn’t that she was afraid of a dare but she figured everyone else would go

for dares and wanted to stir things up a little.

Alaric looked quite pleased with her choice. "Alright then," he said, "How do you feel about sleeping with all four

of us at the stime? Are you actually comfortable with a fivesome?"

"No punishment?" Violet noted.

"Don’t worry, | know you won't lie, or forfeit." He sounded confident.

Indeed, she didn’t.

"Actually, about that..." Violet began, and the boys waited in anticipation.

Then she smirked. "I don’t mind at all."

They exhaled at once before proud

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"Truth," she said finally, going with the lesser evil.

Roman grinned like the devil himself. "Between Asher and me, who's the better kisser?"

Oh, that little bastard.

Violet stared at him, mouth parted in disbelief.

"And the punishment..."