Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 49: Walls Of Invisible Cage

Etiquette and Social Dynamics was a class Violet had genuinely been curious about, mostly because she had no clue what it entailed. The title sounded fancy, like something out of a blue-blooded socialite’s handbook.

If she’d had more time—or less chaos dominating her life—she might have taken a moment to look over the curriculum. But considering she’d started school the day after her arrival and had been drowning in drama since, researching class details hadn’t exactly made it onto her priority list.

Violet must have a knack for being late because by the time she pushed open the door and stepped inside, the lesson on manners and social behavior was already in full swing. Violet barely made it two steps into the classroom before she froze, her breath hitching.

Her sudden halt had nothing to do with the teacher, who paused mid-sentence and turned to regard her with a raised brow. No, Violet’s paralysis came from the unexpected sight of him.

Asher Nightshade.

And not just him, all the cardinal alphas were here.

Her stomach plummeted as her eyes darted to the corner of the room, where the four most infamous and powerful students at Lunaris Academy were seated. They exuded an effortless dominance that made the rest of the classroom fade into the background.

Relaxed yet undeniably commanding, their presence alone shifted the energy in the room. Together, all four of them were a wall of charisma, power, and danger, a combination that put everyone on edge, whether they realized it or not.

Her pulse quickened as she realized all four pairs of colored eyes—amber, emerald, electric blue, and smoky gray—had turned their full attention on her. It was like a predator locking onto its prey, and she was standing in the open, vulnerable and unarmed.

they all here? Violet

cardinal alphas rarely occupied the same space unless there was some purpose behind it. They sitting together like some elite council

of friends by any stretch, only tolerating each other when it suited their individual agendas. If they were gathered like this, it could only mean trouble. And judging by the way all four

I assume?" the teacher’s voice broke through her thoughts, snapping Violet back

up, her golden eyes meeting the teacher’s

and already feeling

"We have been waiting for you for

her voice faltering as

with an air of finality, her polished heels clicking against the floor as she approached. "You have not been scented, Violet, and that is a requirement

chest, her pulse quickening. She struggled to keep her expression neutral, but her nervousness betrayed her unease as she

Purple," Mrs. Clarkson said with an almost maternal smile that did nothing to settle Violet’s nerves. "It’s something every human in here has gone through, and no one was harmed. Trust me, it’s for your own safety and

ripple of anticipation coursed through the room. The atmosphere shifted with thick tension. Students exchanged knowing glances, some barely stifling their laughter while others

did they mean by "scented"? She knew werewolves had lots of unique customs but she had no idea what being

gaze landed on Lila, her so-called friend, Violet saw her quickly avert her eyes, guilt written all over her face. Of

searched for

calls for it, let’s take this