Defy The Alpha(s)
Chapter 7
Chapter 7: Purple Flower
The air was cool against her skin, the grandeur of the academy almost making her feel small. Violet clutched her bag tightly, the rough fabric digging into her palm as she eyed the stone stairs leading up to the academy's main building.
She was ready to step forward when a voice called out, "Hello."
Startled, she turned, only to see a well-dressed man in a tailored suit striding toward her. He looked like he belonged here with his polished confidence. And though Violet should have been on edge, there was something oddly disarming about his smile, as if it had been practiced to put people at ease.
"You must be Violet Purple?" His voice was smooth, catching her off guard.
Violet blinked. How did he know her name? Then she remembered the guard from earlier typing her information into his device. Of course. The academy must have an efficient communication system. Information sure traveled fast around here.
"And who are you?" she asked, keeping her tone polite but laced with a thread of suspicion. Growing up in the ghetto had taught her not to trust anyone at face value.
The man's smile widened as if her wariness amused him. "I'm Michael, a staff of this institution."
Wow. even their staff dressed fine. Violet thought.
"I've been tasked with taking your things to your dorm." His eyes flicked to her bag, his smile faltering slightly as he took in the modest size. "Is that... all?"
Violet caught the flicker of disapproval in his gaze, and for the first time, she felt self-conscious. She hadn't thought much about how many belongings students were expected to bring, but in an academy meant for the elite, the rich, and the privileged, it wouldn't surprise her if others arrived with wardrobes fit for royalty. But she wasn't about to let a stranger make her feel inferior.
Violet straightened her back and met his gaze head-on, "Yes, that's all," she replied firmly, her lips pressing into a thin line.
Michael raised an eyebrow, clearly reading her mood. He immediately backpedaled, his tone apologetic. "I'm quite sorry. It's just that... well, we're used to students arriving with more."
Violet cringed inwardly but maintained her composure. "Well, this is me," she said, her voice steady, though embarrassment burned her cheeks.
Without another word, Michael reached for her bag, lifting it effortlessly, as if it weighed nothing at all. Violet watched him with a mix of gratitude and lingering discomfort. Her belongings might be light, but they were hers. She half-expected another judgmental glance, but instead, Michael simply smiled.
"I'll take your things to your dorm. You should head inside and get yourself set up," he said, gesturing toward the tall double doors looming ahead.
"Well, thank you," she murmured, watching him walk down a different path, likely towards the dormitories.
Despite the man's reassurances, her old instincts flared. Violet had trust issues with strangers and always had. Growing up where she did, people went through your things if given half a chance.
Her gaze narrowed as she considered the possibility that Michael might rummage through her bag. But this was Lunaris Academy, not the ghetto. And, realistically, there was nothing of value in there anyway. Yep, her poor, pathetic life.
went missing, she'd hunt him down. After all, she knew his face
entrance, the imposing structure seeming even more daunting now that she was alone. She squared her shoulders and began her ascent up the
all dressed in the academy uniform—slacks for the boys and skirts for the girls. Back at her old school, they hadn't bothered with uniforms, seeing it as a thing for elementary school students, and the fact they
forest green plaid skirt with gold and navy accents, paired with a tailored midnight blue blazer that hugged the figure perfectly, over a crisp white shirt. The left chest pocket proudly bore the
many things surprise Violet, but this school so far has left her gaping like a moron. She stood in the lobby still examining the school environment which
laughing like he was being chased. There was no time to dodge the impact, and he crashed into her with
of
hot, hard chest, packed with muscle. She could feel the power in his grip, his body solid against hers. He smelled incredible, like the promise of freedom carried on a wild breeze, and for a split second, she had the absurd urge to spread her arms and
definitely losing
dropped into my arms," he purred, his voice smooth and velvety,
how dangerous this one was. She stepped away from him and looked
werewolves were hot, but this was
most striking eyes Violet had ever seen, a vivid green with flecks of gold at the center, and they were locked on her, intense and unblinking. A slow, mischievous grin tugged at the corners of his lips, making her heart skip a beat. He also had green hair and for someone who often found herself in the same situation, she couldn't help but wonder if it was
undeniably kissable lips. The gods help her, what in the world was she thinking? Hasn't she learned enough
love to get acquainted with you, my purple damsel. There's a monster about to murder me right
those words, Violet could tell this one was a lady's man but the mention of murder, made her blood run cold, and whatever attraction she felt towards the stranger vanished
everyone. What the hell was going on? Before she could say
was about to get out of
she shouted after him, guessing he must have dropped the necklace when he ran into
winked before disappearing out the door. And he didn't even
"What a weirdo." Although
he knows good stuff." She muttered, examining
deep, oceanic blue, catching the light at every angle. Violet frowned, realizing this wasn't an ordinary necklace. The engraved details told Violet it might
on edge came from behind her. She turned slowly to see a furious red-haired werewolf stalking toward her, his muscles taut with barely restrained
help her. Why was
earlier had been hot, this one made her swallow hard, torn between fear and anticipation. He was so tall that she could almost call him a giant. His long red hair was tied back in a bun, a style that
old movie, with thick, sculpted muscles that made his biceps and pecs bulge under what could barely be called a uniform. His blazer was nowhere to be seen, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a hard, tanned
short, the red-haired male was dangerously attractive. And unless she was into some dark beauty-and-the-beast romance, this was the moment of reckoning because the beast looked like he was about
his lips curled
without warning, he lunge to snatch it. Violet acted instinctively, dodging and pushing it
effortlessly off the ground. What the fuck? Her eyes nearly bulged out of her eye. What in the name of madness was going on here? And
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