Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 117: A Place Alone

Holy creator of the universe.

Violet’s head spun as she finally grasped the reality of the situation. Alaric Storm was kissing her. Not just anywhere, but in front of everyone. Even the elites seated above them.

Fuck.

Reacting instinctively, Violet pulled back abruptly, her eyes locking onto Alaric’s. Her heart was pounding wildly as she stared into his gaze, trying to make sense of his actions.

Violet was not going to lie, she had somehow hoped that the time they had spent together hadn’t been meaningless to him. That it had meant something. Even if a bit. But this? This was far beyond anything she had dared to imagine. Hence, she needed answers.

So her eyes searched his, looking for any sign this might be some sort of game or that he had ulterior motives. But to her surprise, Alaric’s gaze was pure. There was no hidden agenda, no trace of doubt. If anything, his eyes seemed to sparkle with something genuine. They were filled with admiration, perhaps even affection.

Fuck her life. He wasn’t ashamed of her.

Something inside her snapped. Without hesitation, Violet stood up abruptly, grabbed Alaric’s face, and crashed her lips against his in a hard kiss. Alaric groaned, his hands gripping her waist as his tongue feverishly sought hers.

The dining hall erupted into chaos as the noise reached a deafening crescendo with students screaming, cheering, and pulling out their phones to capture it. Cameras clicked and flashes illuminated the scene as photos and videos of the two spread like wildfire. But Violet and Alaric didn’t care. They were completely engrossed in each other, oblivious to the spectacle they had become. Let the world watch for all they cared; it didn’t matter.

Yet, the crowd’s reaction was a blend of disbelief and exhilaration. Despite the fact that many students didn’t like Violet, they couldn’t resist the drama. It was straight out of a fairy tale, after all. The brooding, untouchable Violet and the charming Alaric Storm, the Lightning Prince? The audacity of the romance was intoxicating.

Lila, ever the enthusiastic supporter, let out a

she yelled, grinning from ear to ear despite the

so low it was a miracle a fly hadn’t flown in, although hygiene standards in the Silvered Court would never allow it. After all, she was the least person to believe

sight, trying hard not to stare at the

enthusiasm. From the elites’ table upstairs, Elsie’s eyes narrowed, her expression

tightly it bent under the pressure of her werewolf strength. Grace who was seated beside her swallowed nervously, her eyes darting

it as well and shifted uncomfortably in their seat. Elsie would be furious

at her table, glanced down at

of surprises, aren’t you?" she murmured with a small, knowing smile before returning to her meal,

they

possessive pride she hadn’t known she was capable of. He was hers. The thought sent a thrill

roommates, who

mind if I steal her away?" he asked politely, his voice warm

Lila practically bounced in her seat. "Yes! Please do!" she said enthusiastically, winking at

a cringing look, but Lila just grinned, her expression gleeful as if she already knew what

students

walked briskly, his hand firmly clasped around Violet’s, practically dragging her along as though every second mattered and he