Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 31: Elsie’s Choice

Violet had not planned to make an entrance on the training field, let alone one like this. She remained completely still after Asher spanked her butt, seething inwardly instead.

Screaming and shouting would only draw more attention to herself. Not that it made much difference; being perched on Asher’s shoulder had already garnered enough attention. She was literally a walking red flag, drawing countless eyes her way, and she could feel what felt like hundreds of stares on her.

At least Violet made herself go limp, hanging off Asher’s shoulder like she had been forced into the position. It would be a disaster if people thought she actually enjoyed being thrown over a psychopath’s shoulder like a caveman carrying off his prize.

And thank the gods she was wearing pants, because she shuddered at the thought of the guy who once commented on her video about what was beneath her clothing.

But Violet’s efforts could have been for nothing because the students eyes still widened at the sight of her dangling off Asher’s shoulders. To make it worse, she saw them whip out their phone and began to film her, their laughter renting the air.

Great. She was about to trend on Moonfeed again.

Violet glanced around, noting that everyone was dressed in their respective sports gear, each uniform reflecting the colors of their houses.

As expected, House West wore their sleek black tops with green accents, - the color green which happened to be the official color of Lunaris Academy.

The other houses followed a similar pattern with subtle variations in color: House East had red with green accents, House South wore orange with green accents, and House North sported blue with green accents.

As much as Violet hated Asher’s ass — an ass she could clearly see now that she was upside down — she had to admit that the west house wore it better. But she would never admit that out loud to Asher. Never!

gaze accidentally collided with Elsie’s. Or was it Lyka? Violet wasn’t sure which name the pure-blooded she-wolf liked to go by. But the look in those eyes, full

wasn’t hard to guess the reason. Violet knew Elsie’s issue with her — she didn’t want

a minute, was Asher her choice? Oh, thank

to come over here and claim her man so that

that point, Violet didn’t care if Elsie painted her the bitch who attempted to steal her boyfriend, she just wanted to be free of Asher. That was her prayer right

happen. The girl just kept glaring at her until Asher finally walked away, carrying Violet out of her

Noooooo!

be free of Asher, but it wasn’t going

a proud look plastered on his

Kill her

work, Asher," the coach said, patting him on the shoulder with approval. "We can’t have any more of these humans running away

making it seem as if she had tried to run away from

eyes hidden behind his ever-present sunglasses. He knew exactly what

man with

tall, with broad shoulders and defined muscles, giving him an imposing, almost statuesque physique. He looked younger than she had imagined a coach would be. Violet

don’t think of running again. I’ll be deducting points and handing out punishments enough to make it

at his words, glaring at Asher one last time. She shot him the middle finger, which only made

her side, her face