Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 78: Rule Maker

Violet jolted awake, her breath ragged with her heart hammering in her chest. Her body was heavy and achy in places she couldn’t even understand, as if she’d been through some intense ordeal.

Groggy and disoriented, she blinked at her surroundings, her mind struggling to piece together what was real and what wasn’t.

Her head was pounding and she groaned in pain as flashes of vivid, horrifying memories began to assault her. The images came in waves; her lips pressed against Alaric’s; her body grounding against Roman’s; her hands roaming over Griffin. It was a kaleidoscope of mortifying memories, each one making her stomach churn.

"Oh God.... no... "Violet shook her head as if trying to shake away the memories. But the harder she tried to push them away, the clearer they became, playing like a twisted movie in her mind.

Her breathing quickened, and her hands flew to her face, her fingers digging into her scalp as she let out what sounded like a thousand curses. It couldn’t be real. Yet it was.

The sensations were too vivid, too raw, for it to be just a dream. The way her skin had burned under their touch, the heat of their gazes, the electric connection that shouldn’t have been there. Violet’s cheeks burned even though her body was ice-cold, as though the blood had drained from her entirely.

She touched her lips, as if expecting to find some lingering trace of them there. The bile rose in her throat instead, and she clamped a hand over her mouth, afraid she might vomit.

What had she done? Why had she behaved like... that? No, the word "whore" didn’t even begin to cover it. She had thrown herself at not just one, but three of them! Without shame, desperate for their touch.

Nancy would be so proud of her right now!

If this wasn’t a nightmare, Violet didn’t know what else she could call it.

"You’re up," a voice said, pulling her from her thoughts. She turned to see the healer, Adele, standing by a desk, her back to her as she mixed some sort of concoction.

her voice

still on the

here?" Violet

turned to face her, one eyebrow raised as if in amusement.

That reaction was answer enough, and

not shy," Violet snapped, her glare sharp despite

say," Adele replied breezily, clearly unconvinced. She finished mixing the concoction and walked over to

Adele began bluntly. "How do you feel

though the truth felt a little more complicated. She didn’t feel the overwhelming need anymore, but there was still

She thrust

cup suspiciously.

don’t end up

hit Violet like a slap, and her face twisted in outrage and

her tone icy and firm. "Werewolves are very virile, and I’m sure it would’ve been... confusing, not knowing

Adele, her fists clenching as she debated whether to like the woman for her blunt honesty or despise

took the cup, wrinkling her nose as she brought it to her lips. The bitter taste hit her tongue immediately,

coldly, her piercing gaze locking onto

swallow. When she finally handed the empty cup back to

unfazed, took the cup and smirked. "Good girl," she said, rising from her

arms crossed as she watched Adele move about the room. "What