Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 753

Chapter 753: Human land

The noise had grown into a near riot with

sub-alphas raising their voices in outrage and open disagreement over the Alpha King’s demands.

For as long as they could remember, humans had been the source of their pain. They had abused, tormented, and persecuted the were-kind. So why shouldn’t they taste that same pain for once?

"That’s enough!" Alpha Leon roared, his voice thundering across the hall. And the effect was immediate.

The clamor died mid-breath, conversations snapping shut as every head turned toward him.

Alpha Leon stood rigid, fury rolling off him in palpable waves. The veins along his neck bulged, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might crack, and his eyes burned red with barely leashed power.

No one dared to speak, not when the south pack Alpha looked one heartbeat away from striking them down where they stood.

Even Alpha King Elijah paused, a brow lifting in surprise as his gaze settled on Leon. Of all the alphas present, Leon had always been the chill one, hence seeing him this furious was shocking.

Alpha Leon laughed. Except it was not the kind of laugh born of humor, rather it was loud and mocking.

"Oh, listen to yourselves," Leon said, spreading his hands theatrically. He began to mimic them, pitching his voice high and petulant.

"No, we won’t do it!"

"No, let the humans die!"

"No, it’s not our problem!"

A few growls rippled through the room, but Leon did not stop.

"Goddess, it’s like listening to frightened pups whine because the world got hard."

He took a step forward, his heated gaze sweeping across the room, pinning alphas and sub-alphas alike.

"Have you all conveniently forgotten," he continued, his voice rising, "that the only reason were-kind still exist is because we learned to live alongside humans?"

An uneasy silence followed.

"Or have you forgotten how deeply tangled our lives are now? Humans aren’t just neighbors, they’re our wives. Our husbands. Our children." He jabbed a finger toward the crowd. "They’re your nieces, your nephews, your friends."

He spread his arms wide. "So tell me, are you going to save some and let the rest rot?" Leon demanded. "Or are you planning to draw a line and say, ’Sorry, you weren’t wolf enough’?"

No one answered.

Leon scoffed. "That’s what I thought."

He turned, addressing the room again. "And what about the accords?" His voice hardened. "The treaties our ancestors bled for. The agreements that said when one species faces annihilation, the other stands with them. Have we forgotten that too? Or are we ready to tear it all apart and go back to warring with humans?"

Murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"And where exactly do you plan to wage this war?" Leon continued relentlessly. "What land do we reclaim?" He gestured at the floor beneath their feet. "Last I checked, this is called the human realm, not the were realm."

He laughed again, humorless.

"There’s no record of where we came from. No sacred homeland waiting to welcome us back. Every territory we claim sits on human land."

He paused, then added dryly, "Unless, of course, you’re suggesting we abandon everything and live deep in the forests like Neanderthals."

A few snorts escaped from the alphas despite the tension.

"Yes," Leon said mockingly. "Living in the dirt. Hunting with sticks. No electricity. No cities. Very romantic, right?"

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