Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 35: Two Lovely Couples

Violet slowed her pace as she approached Ivy, who was struggling to push herself back up. The scene was quite hilarious to be honest — if only she could watch it forever. Unfortunately, Violet couldn’t laugh at her, not when she was on a mission.

The exhaustion was plain on Ivy’s face, her pride bruised along with her body. Violet could see the frustration etched in her expression.

After all, Ivy was someone who carried herself with so much pride it was annoying. She probably detested this show of vulnerability, especially right now with her — Violet — to see her like this.

"Get up," Violet grumbled, the annoyance clear in her tone.

Violet didn’t want to be here right now. No, she didn’t even want to help Ivy at all. It would be so nice to see the look of disgust on her face when she washes the toilet. It would surely make her day.

Perhaps Lila’s camaraderie was rubbing off on her but Ivy was her roommate and they needed to pass. In situations like these, she had to be the bigger and better person.

So Violet reached down and grabbed Ivy’s arm amid her protest, pulling her back up. Ivy looked at her with shock and irritation, as if she couldn’t believe someone like Violet was the one helping her right now.

"You do know that I don’t need your help," Ivy spat, though her voice sounded shaky, betraying her real condition.

"Sure you don’t," Violet retorted, rolling her eyes. "But it looks like you need it anyway. So shut up and move."

"You don’t understand, " She shrugged away from Violet’s grasp. "My feet hurt and I’m so exhausted right now I can’t lift a finger anymore. So just let me be."

But Violet clicked her tongue in disapproval, "You’re exhausted, you say, and yet here you are whining. Believe me when I say if you have the energy to talk, then you have the energy to keep running."

to quit, it’s no problem. I’m sure you’ll have a nice time washing the communal toilets and

that reminder, Ivy’s eyes widened, as if suddenly realizing the severity of the punishment. She stood up, her gaze shifting hesitantly to Violet, her face

moving. I’ll teach you how to

just like that, the two of them began jogging, with Violet taking the lead. "Breathe in through your nose, and out through your mouth. Regulate your breathing. This will help you maintain a steady rhythm," Violet instructed while Ivy nodded, trying her best

remember, keep an even pace. Don’t push yourself too fast or you’ll tire out quickly," Violet

imitate her every movement. She

with her breath wheezing from the effort it took to run,but Ivy realized it wasn’t as bad

burden felt lighter. Having

knew it was the situation that demanded this truce and once it was over, they’d go back to hating each other. But

the finish line, Violet couldn’t help but notice that no one sprayed them with water. She was surprised but quickly understood

like other boy’s attention

him. Because Violet didn’t care if they stopped or not. Nothing was

chest feeling like it was on fire, each

with determination, "Hold on,

arm, throwing it over her shoulder, supporting her as they trudged

exhausted, and Ivy’s added weight made her legs threaten to buckle beneath her. But she gritted her teeth, her mind focused only on the finish line,

Finally, they made it.

crossed the finish line, they didn’t even bother stepping off

What a relief.