Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 41: Summoned By The Master

"You shouldn’t take it to heart," Lila tried to console the shell-shocked Violet after reading every single comment under the Oracle’s post.

"They think of me as a whore," Violet said numbly, turning to Lila."They’ve already made up their minds about me. ’Like mother, like daughter,’ that’s probably what they’re all thinking right now." She chuckled mirthlessly.

Lila gave Violet a concerned look, then turned to Dion, hoping he might offer a solution. However, he simply shrugged; this was not his forte.

With a note of frustration, Lila reached out and took Violet’s hands in hers. "They’re simply jealous of you. Moreover..." She straightened up. "It’s not exactly unheard of to be dating two or more werewolves. In the old world, according to the texts, their moon goddess blessed them with multiple mates. In other words, you’re not a whore, Violet."

But instead of relieving her, those words only further traumatized Violet. Why in the world would she want four mates, and to mention those four assholes?! That was a death sentence, plain and simple. Moreover, how did the moon goddess blessing people with more than one mate correlate with her situation?

Dion seemed to think the same, because he leaned in and whispered to Lila, "I think this is the point where you stop talking. You’re not making things better." He swore the girl can be dumb sometimes.

"Don’t be sad, Violet." Lila pouted, giving her a sympathetic look.

"I am not sad. I would actually care to be sad. People have the right to believe what they wanted. It only took me by surpise, that’s all." Violet." She said with a smile.

But Lila and Dion saw through her act even though they didn’t call her out on it. Violet might pretend to be tough, but she still human and hurt like other normal girls out there.

prove she was okay, Violet grabbed her fork and dug into her now cold macaroni and cheese, along with a few other cold and half-eaten dishes. Deep down, she knew the food would

from a poor background, Violet hated nothing more than wasting food, especially now when it was in abundance. But what could she do? Even as she swallowed, she couldn’t taste any

head and seemed to stare at something intently, his brows furrowed in confusion. He muttered, "Isn’t that your boyfriend, Violet? Also, why is

without a name being mentioned, Violet knew instinctively who it was, and when she turned,

Asher freaking Nightshade.

instead

it was now bloodied

of the west was covered in dirt from head to toe, evidence of his brutal fight

appearance was unsettling; his lip was busted, his face marred by cuts, and both eyes were blackened. But even with the severity of his injuries, his body was

vanished, and the deeper gashes were slowly closing up, all thanks to his superior Alpha healing abilities. Still, his disheveled, bloodied appearance unnerved anyone who

walking towards them causing a sudden tension to swell in the air. Violet couldn’t deny, Asher looked intimidating with all the blood streaks, the torn fabric, the wildness in his eyes. It was enough to send anyone

because he came to a stop a short distance away, his eyes never leaving her. He didn’t even say a word. Instead, he simply hooked a finger towards himself, gesturing

What the....?

in fury. Who did this asshole think he was? The nerve of him! Her blood boiled at

even with her murderous gaze, Asher inclined his head, watching her, as