Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 33

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

to dodge it, her heart

the balls, their expressions set with vengeance. Jasmine had never been one to fight with honor

filled with anger and with the intention to

not a quitter. Violet did her best to fight back, ducking and weaving, grabbing balls and throwing them as hard

hits in, enough to make some of them yelp in pain and her heart to leap in joy. But there were too many of them.

came at her from every direction, each one hitting her arms, her stomach, her back. Violet gritted her teeth

Lunaris? They did so with finesse. Every jab was carefully

she had been kidding herself all along. She was not prepared for this kind of punishment. But no matter

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,

way, giving up entirely. Violet had also considered it. The thought of just dropping to the ground and letting her sore body rest was too tempting to resist. The alphas could go

students who quit face

houses which was a nightmare no one wanted to

understood already and that was enough reasons to motivate her to run further. Moreover, the humiliation, the degradation,

lot!" Violet panted, glancing at Lila, who ran beside her with an easy rhythm.

"I love running," she said, and as if fueled by those words, the petite

with a mix of awe and disbelief. That girl

on her own race. She pushed herself to keep

stole her breath away. A gasp escaped her lips as icy water soaked

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