Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 25: True Evolution

"There you are!" Someone suddenly jumped in front of her, startling Violet out of her thoughts.

"Ahh!" Violet screamed, instinctively landing a punch on the person’s face, only to realize it was Lila.

Lila yelped in pain while Violet’s expression shifted to horror as she recognized her friend. She hadn’t meant to hit her, but years of always keeping her guard up had conditioned her to react this way.

Violet rushed forward, hysterically checking on Lila.

"I’m okay, I’m okay," Lila insisted, trying to calm her down. "See? No damage." She attempted a smile, but her face scrunched up in pain. "But damn, that was a mean hook."

With a deep breath, Violet slowly calmed her racing heart. But almost immediately after, her expression twisted in anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Why would you jump in front of someone like that? Are you asking for death or something?" she shouted.

Lila rubbed her cheek, pouting. "I should be asking why your automatic response to a small prank is to punch someone in the face. What if the person was innocent..." She added with a pout, "Just like me."

"Well, where I come from, there’s no mercy for ’small pranks,’" Violet said with emphasis. "And it teaches people like you to never try it again." She retorted coldly.

Lila’s pout deepened, her eyes almost watering as she complained, "You’re so mean."

"If I’m so mean, you can remedy that by leaving me the hell alone," Violet replied bluntly.

At first, Lila’s persistent following had been cute, but now it was becoming increasingly annoying. Violet liked to keep her distance from people—no one could be trusted.

There were no friends, only selfish individuals capable of betrayal and cruelty. This jungle of a school wasn’t a place for friendships, either. Violet refused to admit, even to herself, that Lila was slowly breaking down her defenses. That could never happen.

"Not going to happen." Lila said defiantly, startling Violet. For a moment, she thought Lila had read her thoughts.

"What?"

it in our future, we’re going to be great

such confidence? Was she a psychic or what? Ugh, what

schedule, and we have both classes together. Come on, let’s

hand and pulled her along with such speed that

screamed as she dashed through the crowded hallway,

she could do except let Lila drag her

of a numbered door. Lila flung it open and

teacher missing. Violet counted herself lucky—if only

eyes turned toward them, and as Violet expected, whispers began. If she hadn’t earned fame as the first freshman in Lunaris to make it to the top twenty, then her legendary fight in the

and luxurious. Violet could feel the cool air of the air

among them as well. Violet was glad to see that none of the

back, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. Lila, however, followed her like a buzzing mosquito, her movements clumsy as she tried to settle

gave up trying to drive Lila away,

her, but Violet ignored them

piercing silver eyes. He carried a coffee mug in one hand and an electronic device in the other. He

Radcliff is a racist prick who prefers werewolves and practically worships them. Good thing karma

front of the board. Without any pleasantries, he scrawled the day’s topic in large, clear letters

True Origin

she quickly schooled her expression, unlike some of the

of disdain as he looked at the humans sitting among

"Can anyone tell me the theory of evolution? Or, simply put, how did humans come to

It was clearly a loaded

speaking?" Radcliff asked, his voice laced

"Humans. Always the cowards. And you wonder why Werewolves shouldn’t rule

been kidding. Radcliff was a racist