Alpha Rebellion

Chapter 539: WelcTo The Family

"Tell me, what exactly happened the night of Pine Ridge Lodge?"

Roman was the first to break the silence, pointing lazily between the three of them. "Me? Him? Or my sweet

mate?" His hand slid over Violet's shoulder with a little smile. "You'll have to be more specific, Commander of

Intelligence." His tone was light, almost playful, but the taunt was clear at the end.

"Roman Draven." Vincent's jaw tightened as he spoke the name. "I've heard enough about your antics. Let's

start with you."

"Ooh," Roman leaned back, grinning. "Hit me, baby." The way he stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles,

you'd think he was gearing up for a party, not an interrogation.

Vincent set his pen down on the paper, the nib hovering just over the first line. "From the beginning, Roman,

Draven," he ordered. "Why Pine Ridge Lodge? What happened that night? Who was there, and what exactly

transpired?"

Violet and Griffin exchanged a glance, worry flashing between them. They both knew how easily Roman could

get carried away.

The safest plan would have been to recite the story word for word—unified, airtight, and rehearsed. But

professionals like Vincent despised perfect stories. Wolves could pick up on stress levels, heartbeats, and micro-

expressions. Too clean, and he’d smell the lie instantly. One slip, and everything falls apart.

That's why the plan was simple but risky: they would keep the sbackbone story, but each of them would tell

it in their own way. Variations were natural, after all, they had been separated that night. That way, it gave their

story layers, and not cracks.

So keep it vague enough to cover the gaps, and speak with the pride of survivors, not the guilt of suspects. It

would feel natural and believable.

It was planned to perfection.

The only question was whether they could stick to it— and it started with Roman.

"You might want to sit comfortably for this one," Roman drawled, lounging back in his seat before he began.

"Why Pine Ridge Lodge? You'll have to ask my boy Alaric about that one. But hey, solid choice. We turned it into

a little vacation. Beautiful scenery, mountain air so fresh the animal innearly had an orgasm just breathing it

in. Then again, nothing beats a real orgasm when you've got your mate-in-law and your girlfriend in the same

place." He winked at Violet, who promptly rolled her eyes.

Vincent's voice cracked up a notch. "Do you think this is a joke?"

Roman's smile vanished, and his face hardened in an instant. "Do I look like I'm laughing, Commander Vincent?"

he shot back, his voice flat and cold. "You asked a question. I'm answering. Forgiveif you're not used to my

charming personality and my answers don’t sound like one of your little soldiers kissing your boots. | just don’t

take commands well."

For a heartbeat, Roman's wolf flashed in his eyes, a glint of wild danger that froze Vincent's pen mid-scratch.

Violet and Griffin exchanged a quick look. They hadn’t seen that coming.

Roman was reckless, yes. A joker who never seemed to shut up. But in moments like this, he was unpredictable,

and damn shrewd.

It seems they might have nothing to worry about at this rate.

"Fine, where were you at the tof the attack?" Vincent insisted.

"Chained up like sanimal. Asher and Alaric believed | had gone feral when it was only the Matebond

activating. So | wasn’t there to support Griffin and Violet when the attack began?" Roman answered, annoyed.

Vincent scribbled something, then paused, before watching his face. "Did you ever suspect there would be an

ambush?"

Roman shot him a dirty look. "Honey, | was having the tof my life. Why would | want anyone to interrupt

that?" he drawled smoothly.

Unlike Violet, who had gone as red as a beet, Vincent wasn't affected at all. Sex was, after all, as common as

breathing in their world.

"So what happened afterwards?"

"What do you think? Of course, | ran to find my mate."

"And Henry?"

Roman lifted a brow. "What about Henry?"

Vincent flipped through the pages of his book. "From what | gathered from Asher and Alaric’s testimony, Henry

was the first to find Violet. What happened next?"

"We all joined forces on arrival. But Patrick’s men were overwhelming. However, Henry fought the bravest,

bought us time, and died when the explosion ripped the site. End of story."

Vincent watched him longer this

time, waiting for a crack, Pt Boren

held hig gaze,uafinshind; ere was

n&-fEhr or guilt on him. He had told

that lie as easily as drinking water.

Violet slid her hand onto his under the table, squeezing lightly and subtly reminding him not to get carried away.

Roman backed down while King Elijah chortled. "What a way to go, Henry."

Vincent proceeded to write down something and then asked, "And the explosion? You remember that?"

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"Yes, | have," Vincent responded, "which is why I'm also grateful His Majesty invited him tonight."

"Huh?" All three of them lifted their heads, surprised.

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For a long moment, Micah’s gaze lingered on him before shifting to his uncle. "Your Majesty." He bowed his head.

"You're here, finally." Elijah’s eyes fell on the rune at his neck, then slid to Violet. "The family’s complete now,

don’t you think so, Violet?"

"Yes," Violet said without a thought, only for it to dawn on her. "What?!"