Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635: Pet Snake

So much for keeping watch over them.

Roman Draven’s slit pupils narrowed as he studied the picture-perfect scene before him.

Alaric was sprawled across the end of the bed, dead to the world. Of all the people to keep watch, it was Alaric who could sleep through an earthquake.

Griffin of course lay flat on his back, while

Asher, the mighty paranoid knight who’d sworn Queen Seraphira might "hack their necks" in their sleep was fast asleep too, arm slung possessively over Violet’s waist like she was some plush toy.

Typical.

Roman hissed softly in disapproval.

"Brilliant job, everyone. Outstanding teamwork," he muttered to himself in his serpent tongue.

Fine. If no one else was awake, he’d take on the role of night watch. Not that he’d mind. He’d been itching to explore their new home anyway.

He slithered down Violet’s body carefully, until he reached the floor. Then he stopped before the door that didn’t possess a handle.

Right. The sentient door that apparently responded to "the needs of the occupant."

Roman tilted his head and waited for the door to open, but there was nothing.

He hissed at the door. Did it not count snakes as occupants? 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

With a sigh, he shifted into his human form, stretching until bones cracked and the familiar warmth of his skin returned.

Then he waited for the door to open. Still, nothing happened.

Roman frowned, scratching his head. "Open sesame?" he joked to himself.

When nothing happened, he shrugged and said louder, "Open magical door?"

And the door opened right before him.

Roman’s lips curved. "Of course." He was fucking brilliant.

Shifting back into his smaller, snake form, he slid through the gap before the door could change its mind.

The hallway beyond was quiet, eerily so. Fae magic was so thick in the air even he could feel it, not to mention every corner he turned, was lined with one or two statues.

They were all beautiful statues of animals, but there was something off about them.

Their eyes followed him, or maybe that was his imagination. Either way, he decided against testing whether they could move.

It wasn’t difficult at all to slip into the outer grounds. And if the inside of the palace was breathtaking, the outside was madness.

The air itself was light, fresh and free of pollutants that was common with their realm.

Roman couldn’t help it, he was awed. The moonlight kissed the sheen of his scales, and fireflies danced around him like tiny fairies, lighting his path. The air was rich with perfume; some flowers glowed blue, others pink, while some were shaped so strangely he half-expected them to start talking.

He slid through the foliage, rustling past fern and bloom, and it wasn’t long before something new reached him. Music.

At first, it was faint, drifting through the trees like wind. Then it grew clearer, a strange melody that tugged at the chest, threaded with laughter and the sound of dancing feet.

A fucking party in the middle of the night? That was his thing!

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