Chapter 33: Evil With Finesse

"Hey, Purple whore!"

Violet turned just in time to see a ball flying straight at her. She barely had time to flinch before the ball smashed into her face, her head snapping back from the force. The sting of pain flared instantly, and she felt warm blood begin to trickle from her nose.

What was supposed to be just a regular P.E. session quickly turned into the perfect setting for Jasmine and her lackeys to thrive, turning sports time into their personal playground for tormenting her.

"Would you look at that? It flowed out like ketchup!" Someone mocked and laughter erupted around her.

Her bullies were practically in hysterics, their sharp and mocking voices sounding like nails scraping a chalkboard.

Violet’s vision swam for a moment, but her anger burned the pain away. She saw Jasmine with her smug smile, so proud of herself for humiliating her. Oh, no, not today.

Violet wiped at the blood with the back of her hand, glaring daggers at her bully and nemesis. Without a moment’s hesitation, she lunged for the ball that had fallen to the ground.

Grabbing it, she locked her eyes on Jasmine, who was still laughing like the witch she was. Then with all her strength, Violet hurled the ball straight at her.

The dull thud of the impact was deeply satisfying as Jasmine’s laughter was cut off abruptly, and replaced by a high-pitched screech, like a turkey being slaughtered for Thanksgiving. Call her a psychopath but the sound of her pain felt oddly thrilling.

The ball hit Jasmine square in the face, and Violet watched in delight as she stumbled back, her hand flying to her now-swollen eye.

"How does a taste of your own medicine feel, bitch?" Violet shouted, her voice filled with venom and dark gratification as she watched the bully clutch her face, her eyes watering.

to her heart’s content, she heard a shout of rage. Anisha, one of Jasmine’s lackeys,

and managed to dodge it, her heart pounding, except it wasn’t over. That was

set with vengeance. Jasmine had never been one to fight with honor and her foolish

them at her, each of their throws filled with anger and with the intention to

back, ducking and weaving, grabbing balls and throwing them as hard as she

yelp in pain and her heart to leap in joy. But there were

from every direction, each one hitting her arms, her stomach, her back. Violet gritted her teeth against the pain, refusing to give them the satisfaction

her lackeys fought dirty, but the elite students at Lunaris? They did so with finesse. Every jab was carefully thought out, every taunt cloaked in

not prepared for this kind of punishment. But no matter how poor her efforts

fallen behind. If any species was thriving, it was undoubtedly the werewolves. They moved like they were born for this, their expressions barely showing any strain. Though sweat trickled down their faces, it seemed more like a sheen of triumph than

and letting her sore body rest was too tempting to resist. The alphas

students who quit face

cleaning the communal toilets and bathroom of all the dorm houses which was a nightmare no

being done there and cleaning up was traumatizing. Lila didn’t need to explain further, Violet had understood already and that was enough reasons to motivate her to run further.

ran beside her with an easy rhythm.

by those words, the petite blonde suddenly surged forward, her feet pounding

watched her go with a mix of awe and

own race. She pushed herself to keep going, each stride bringing her closer to the starting line, marking

that it stole her breath away. A gasp escaped her lips as icy water soaked her from head to toe, chilling her

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