Alpha Rebellion

Chapter 612: The King’s Arrival

"Huh?" Violet blinked, caught completely off guard by the question. She hadn't seen it coming.

Alaric’s gaze stayed fixed ahead. "You must feel relieved," he murmured, "that you didn’t have to go through all

these betrayals."

"Well, technically..." Violet said, her tone thoughtful. "I wasn’t exactly an orphan. | had Nancy, and she was a

pain in the ass. At least, back then."

Alaric pressed, "But you still lived like one. That must've been easier than mine."

"No, it wasn’t," Violet said flatly.

That made him turn to her, curious despite himself.

"There wasn't a single day | didn’t wonder who broughtinto this world and why they leftalone," she

continued, her voice tightening. "I used to stare at myself in the mirror, look at my hair, and think, maybe it's

because I'm a freak."

Her fingers reached for a strand of that spurple hair now, running through it absently. "I cut it more than

once. Thought if | chopped off the color, maybe | could start over. But it kept growing back, sdamn purple,

as if mocking me."

She let out a bitter laugh. "Those thoughts atealive, you know? I'd imagine what life would've been like if I'd

had a real family. | had no identity, no roots, justand Nancy, and she wasn’t exactly the model guardian. But

she keptalive, and protectedfrom the predators in District One. That was something."

Her tone softened, almost wistful. "Still, it couldn't replace what it felt like to belong, you know, to have a name

that meant something, a hthat didn’t feel borrowed."

Suddenly, the softness vanished, and her features hardened. "Also, this is going to sound bitchy, Alaric, but I'm

going to say it anyway since you're comparing. If that’s the case, then your life was easier compared to mine.

And compared to Asher’s." She said the last part with emphasis.

Alaric opened his mouth to argue, but Violet cut him off. "You practically lived like a prince your whole life, Alaric.

You had everything anyone could wish for. You never had to starve for days, or finally find food only to wonder

how you'd survive the rest of the week. Your family was complete. You didn’t have an abusive monster for a

father."

Alaric shot back, "My mother is a manipulative bitch, you saw it. She was willing to endanger my life just to

break the two of us apart. She nearly killed me."

"Nearly being the word," Violet countered sharply. "And it was one time, after you finally decided to stand up for

yourself. But I've seen things, Alaric. Been through situations your princely life wouldn't have survived. I've been

inside Asher’s memories, too. He walked a thin thread between life and death every tHenry laid a hand on

him."

She said, "I'm not trying to invalidate your pain, or make it sound like it's nothing. But right now, I'm speaking for

Ace. What he did was wrong, yes, but at least he’s remorseful. And without him, we wouldnt have been able to

save this pack."

"Alaric," she said firmly, "you need people on your side right now, most of all, family. Because whether you see it

or not, a war is coming. Finn was already bitter long before that letter. Whether it was intercepted or not, he still

would've turned against this pack. You think an apology would've fixed years of hatred?"

The crease in Alaric’s brow deepened. It was clear the gears were turning in his mind.

Violet went on. "Finn envied the life you lived. He wanted to be the Alpha’s son, which was something

impossible. An apology wouldn’t have been enough for him. He would've demanded more... " Her voice dropped

lower, thoughtful. "Maybe he even wanted your father to cast your mother aside to make his own mother Luna

again, just to soothe his wounded pride."

Alaric scowled at her, but Violet only shrugged. "Just saying."

Then she added, "And your brother isn’t the only one at fault. You, Alaric—you ignored Finn. You never treated

him like an Alpha. Just like your father, you were too wrapped up in your own world of science until you met me.

You practically handed Patrick access to Finn."

Alaric’s jaw tightened. Guilt plowed through him because his mate was right—he had played a part in it all.

"If it hadn't been Finn," Violet concluded, "Patrick would've found someone else. The North pack was his target,

he would surely find a way."

Alaric exhaled deeply. "So you're tellingto forgive Ace?"

"Forgiveness is up to you," Violet replied calmly. "What I'm saying is don’t let guilt crush Ace. Don’t push him so

far he breaks. He was a kid who made a stupid mistake. If anyone deserves blame, it’s your parents. They

caused all of this."

Alaric ran his fingers through his hair and sighed longer this time, as if the weight of the world was pressing on

his shoulders.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, "for thinking living as an orphan was easier."

"Oh, don’t worry," Violet said dryly, "you were right anyway."

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Griffin stepped into view, his muscly arms crossed. "Hate to ruin the moment, but we've got a problem."

Violet groaned. "Don’t we always?"

Griffin’s tone darkened. "It’s Elijah. He's arrived in the North Pack."

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