Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 761

Chapter 761: Most Powerful Fae

"Yes, how did you predict that?" Alaric was curious about it too. If there was any ability Violet had displayed the most, it was atomization, and he’d assumed that would surface next only for the opposite to happen.

Asher shifted his weight and explained, calm as ever. "Earth, air, water, and fire. Those are the core elements. In some Fae lore, there’s spirit, and possibly a sixth—shadows. These are the foundations from which other abilities are derived. Since Violet started with fire, I figured she’d work her way through the basics."

"And you chose earth over air?" Alaric pressed. "That feels like a stretch."

Roman and Griffin exchanged a look. Alaric had just revealed his next guess, and both of them silently filed that information away.

Asher shrugged. "A bit of luck and critical thinking. If we’re starting from the foundation, I’d rather begin with the most ideal one. In case you haven’t noticed, Queen Seraphira—Violet’s mother—is a healer."

"And?" Roman said flatly. He still didn’t see it.

But Alaric’s mind was already racing. "Healing is a branch of earth magic," he murmured.

"Bingo," Asher said, eyes twinkling.

"So you’re saying..." Griffin began slowly, "...healing is a specialized expression of earth magic, not a default ability."

"To the Fae, at least," Asher replied. "An earth elementalist can heal, but healing isn’t guaranteed just because someone controls earth. I figured if Queen Seraphira can heal, then Violet might inherit the potential. She’s strong enough for it. Looks like my gamble paid off." He smiled smugly.

"I swear, I hate how observant you are sometimes," Alaric groaned, defeated.

Asher tapped his temple. Alaric was brilliant, no doubt—but intelligence alone wasn’t enough. Observation required awareness, instinct, and reading what others overlooked. That was one lesson he’d learned well from Henry.

"So Violet is a healer too? I don’t get it," Griffin said. "Didn’t Violet heal Alaric when he nearly died during the North Pack attack?"

Asher turned sharply. "Didn’t you say that was the mating rune?"

Alaric touched his side. "I swear it was. The same way she drew energy from me—"

"But if she’s an earth elemental," Roman cut in, "we might not know for sure."

"Not until she trains," Asher finished.

Then Griffin grinned. "I hope it’s both. If she’s an earth elementalist and a healer..."

"She’ll be terrifying," Roman muttered.

None of them disagreed.

"Then we move on to the next section," Roman announced, rubbing his hands together like a man about to enjoy himself far too much.

Alaric groaned loudly. "Are we still doing this?"

Roman flashed him a grin. "Of course we’re still doing this. We’re doing this until it’s over."

Griffin snorted. "At this rate, we might as well violate the no-sex rule."

For once, Asher surprised them. "Honestly," he said dryly, "we might as well put a dampener on Alaric while we’re at it."

Alaric’s jaw dropped. He turned slowly to stare at Asher, utterly blank.

Roman lost it, snickering outright, while Griffin slapped a hand over his mouth, shoulders shaking.

Alaric blinked at him. And then he laughed sarcastically. "Nice one. And you’d be the dampener, I suppose?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Asher didn’t even flinch.

Roman clapped his hands once. "Alright, that’s enough. Let’s get this going before our mate ruins it by casually manifesting another ability."

That wiped the humor from Alaric’s face. "Fair."

They gathered closer, lowering their voices instinctively as the Fae moved around the field. Just like before, the decision would be left to chance.

"Same rules," Roman said. "Coin toss."

Alaric straightened. "I’m calling first this time."

Asher’s mouth twitched. "Naturally."

Roman flipped the coin into his palm. "Call it."

"Heads."

Asher snickered. "Of course you’d choose that this time."

Alaric rolled his eyes. Now the asshole thought he was copying him.

Roman was about to toss it when Alaric lifted a hand. "No. Griffin should do it."

Roman raised a brow. "You don’t trust me?"

"Sorry," Alaric said unapologetically, eyes flicking to Asher. "Asher’s your buddy."

Roman laughed, unbothered. "Fair enough."

Griffin stepped forward, rolling the coin over his knuckles before flicking it high into the air. It spun high, and landed on the stone.

"Tails."

For a heartbeat, there was silence.

Then Asher buckled over laughing.

He laughed so hard he had to brace himself on his knees, tears streaking down his face.

The nearby Fae hissed sharply.

"Quiet!" someone snapped. "No distractions for the princess!"

Asher waved a hand in apology, still laughing as he wiped his eyes.

Alaric, meanwhile, sulked like a scolded child with his arms crossed and jaw tight.

Roman grinned. "That’s rough."

Alaric muttered something unkind under his breath.

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