Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 66: West And North House

If there was anything these alphas were good at, it was putting her into trouble and now, it finally happened. Violet glared at Alaric with such intensity one would have assumed she was the one with the lightening power instead.

The both of them had obviously been talking but the teacher had intentionally picked her out because, after all, who would want to punish the cardinal alphas! Violet was pissed off.

"I asked you a question, Violet Purple." Mrs. Anita repeated, this time wrapping her arms across her chest with a stern expression.

Violet blinked, her mind scrambling to process the question. She had barely been paying attention to the lecture, let alone any equations.

"I—uh—" she began, panic bubbling in her chest. It was made worse when she discovered all eyes were fixed on her.

Fuck her life. They were looking at her to fail so they could laugh at her.

While Violet was still thinking of what to do, from beside her, a deep, calm voice whispered, "Use the power rule. The derivative is \( f’(x) = 9x^2 + 4x - 1 \). Substitute \( x = 2 \), and you get 33."

Her heart skipped as she realized Alaric had leaned in, his breath brushing her ear as he delivered the answer with maddening ease.

She turned to look at him, a small gasp leaving her mouth when she found out they were so close her lips had nearly brushed against his. "Nearly" being the word.

And yet, her heart skipped a beat while heat rushed rushed over her body, only to concentrate between her legs. Violet gulped. This was getting really bad.

looked away at that moment only to realize Mrs. Anita had her eyes on them, which as well,

the woman to call out Alaric for the cheating, but none of that happened, if anything, she looked at her expectantly to answer her question. Violet frowned. Were these people fucking

didn’t help, " Alaric whispered proudly, like a peacock flaunting

beneath her desk when the teacher said

hated this power

the answer, but if she used it, Alaric would never let her hear the end of it. The

answer, Miss. Violet Purple." Anita said, inclining her head

her teeth, she turned to face her and said, loud and clear, "I don’t

Anita’s brows furrowed in disbelief. "You don’t know? But I just saw—" She stopped herself abruptly, catching her

She had the teacher exactly where she wanted

narrowed, catching the smirk, her expression

points, house points were collective and significantly harder to come by. Yet, West House often

The competition between the two houses was relentless as one day, West House claimed the top spot; the next, North House had overtaken them. This fierce rivalry bred mutual

hisses came from her housemates almost immediately. Feeling the pressure of their irritation, Violet turned and glared at Alaric, who had effectively painted

lesson, Alaric said to her with a low tone laced with incredulity.

"I don’t need your help. I can handle my

sat back, his usually composed expression slipping into something more uncertain. He watched her for

own good. While it’s an admirable trait, it would lead you in trouble