Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 27: Lightening Eyes

Professor Radcliff deducted a hundred points from Violet for her "blatant disrespect" of werewolves. However, Violet wasn’t even slightly fazed. She checked her ranking, and the point deduction had barely made a dent.

But then, that was when it clicked on her head. She might have been played by the principal. Jameson had supposedly deducted five hundred points from Griffin for assaulting her, but with what she had just experienced, Violet realized that Griffin probably hadn’t even felt the loss. Not when he had so much points to spare.

Principal Jameson must have done it just to pacify her, like a parent pretending to punish a spoiled child. What the fuck! That woman had fooled her so well, and the realization sent rage bubbling up inside her.

Violet clenched her fists, her nails biting into her palms. She so wanted to confront that woman right now. But Violet couldn’t focus on that now. She had bigger problems. She had just made an enemy out of the werewolves.

With no idea if she had any sort of immunity from their retaliation, Violet decided she wasn’t going to take any chances. So, as soon as the bell signaled the end of class, she bolted out of the room. She didn’t stop for anything or anyone, determined to put as much distance between herself and any potential trouble as possible.

"Hey, wait up!" someone called, and Violet looked back to see Dion running toward her.

"Hey," Dion panted as he caught up to her.

"Hey," Violet replied, just as Lila appeared beside her as well. God, the girl wouldn’t give her any breathing space.

Dion turned to Violet, "I wanted to thank you for what you did back there, you know, sticking up for me. Although you might want to tone down the mockery a little bit, wolves take any insult to their heritage very personally."

"Whoa, hold on a minute," Violet shot back. "I didn’t do that for you. Your situation might have prompted my response, sure, but that racist prick had it coming. And besides..." She added with thick sarcasm, "The wolves have no problem throwing shade our way, but when we return the favor, suddenly they’re all aggressive."

up the wrong people or making them think you’re racist towards wolves. In short, be careful around here."

Violet’s shoulders as if they were besties. "I’ll keep a good eye on her and make sure she doesn’t fall

smiled at

know what, come join us for lunch," Lila

her tone laced with

just

is all your handwork," Violet snapped. "And if I remember correctly, you told me the top twenty don’t mingle with those

mingle with them, but they can invite

trailed off, bewildered. "What’s even the difference?!" She threw her hands up in exasperation.

a taste of what it’s like to dine with the elites.

guys here. It was nice meeting you, Dion, but I’m off to my next class." She spun on her heel and walked

her, but Violet did not

led her to believe that the wolves had somehow let her words slide, but reality proved otherwise. As she made her way

of menace, and it hit Violet that the news must have somehow spread. The whole thing felt like walking through a field of landmines, the glares and growls, reminding her these were predators and making the hairs on her

There was no physical confrontation, no open challenge. Almost as if there was an invisible line they wouldn’t cross. Violet preferred to think

buzzing with chatter as students mingled

seriously; the seats were filling up so fast. Violet’s attention immediately landed on an empty one near a window and she hurried