Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 94: A Date Tonight

"Moreover," Asher continued, "does it even matter who was at fault? In the end, the strongest side won. That’s the only lesson worth learning."

Violet retorted. "Yes, the strongest side—which was the humans—won. In case the were-kind hasn’t fully grasped that lesson yet."

Instantaneously, all the werewolves in the classroom tensed and it was not hard to see that considering the way Asher’s gaze locked onto Violet with a piercing intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Oh, we very much learned that lesson, Mrs. Purple." His words were calm, but the dark edge in his tone was unmistakable.

It wasn’t just the use of her surname for the first time that unsettled Violet, but the weight behind those words. They weren’t just a response, but a warning. A promise Infact. If humans and werewolves were to face off again, history wouldn’t repeat itself.

The silence in the room was deafening, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Even the other Cardinal alphas seemed to pause, their usual smug expressions briefly replaced with something more serious. For the first time, Violet felt as though she might’ve touched a nerve she wasn’t entirely prepared to deal with.

Professor Alwen clapped his hand, drawing everyone’s attention. "Strength alone doesn’t make one victorious, Mr. Nightshade. After all, wisdom and unity was what rebuilt the ashes of the war. However, valid points from all sides,"

"Good thing, we have history to remind us that every action, no matter how justified it seems, has consequences. The Great War wasn’t caused by one person, it was the result of fear, prejudice, and a failure to communicate."

He returned to his desk and swiped through his tablet computer saying, "For your next assignment, you’ll work in pairs, preferably your current seat neighbour, to analyze the events leading up to the war and propose an alternative course of action that could have prevented it. I expect detailed arguments supported by historical evidence."

The classroom instantly filled with groans of dismay. Everyone, except the cardinal alphas, collectively voiced their displeasure at the prospect of such work. Violet rolled her eyes at the dramatic reaction, already planning to team up with her buddy, Lila.

She turned toward her friend, about to ask, when she felt a gloved hand clasp her wrist.

"You’re with me," Alaric said coolly, leaving little room for negotiation.

at him, speechless. Then her expression shifted to one of incredulity, as if saying,

to pull her arm free, but Alaric’s grip was firm, his gloved

teeth, "My friend is right here. Go find someone else to bother. Besides, you’re smart enough to do this alone, aren’t you?" Her tone dripped with sarcasm, recalling

pairs. Your friend can find

back down. "You have other

as smart as you," Alaric

me," Violet shot back. She yanked her arm again, but Alaric’s grip was strong, barely

the two and hesitantly spoke up. "Violet, maybe you should just work with him. It’s fine, I can

declared loudly enough that several nearby students turned

the simple way,"

narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "And how

game of rock, paper, scissors," he said with a wolfish

at him, stunned by the childish suggestion. "Are you kidding me

not a bad idea," Lila chimed in, trying to mediate. "I’m not bad at it either so he can’t

"See? Even your friend

lingering, but she reluctantly nodded. "Fine. Let’s get

the ready. Violet crossed her arms, watching intently. And

as both had thrown out paper. Violet’s heart began to race, praying and hoping for Alaric to lose. She

the students were watching them. Lila hesitated slightly before throwing out paper,

pumped his fist in