Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 125: Caged

"Don’t feel pity for me," Micah suddenly said, his voice rousing Violet from her thoughts.

"W—what?" She stammered, caught off guard.

"You heard me," he replied evenly, his piercing gaze fixed on her.

Violet snorted, trying to appear casual. "Who said I feel pity for you? Everybody goes through shit."

But Micah’s stare didn’t waver. It was as though he could see straight through her words, unraveling her pretense effortlessly. His unblinking intensity made her fidget.

"Okay. Fine." Violet threw her hands up. "No pity. You could die right now, and I wouldn’t care," she said, her face deadpan.

For a moment, there was silence. And then Micah burst into deep, genuine laughter that echoed through the room. His reaction was so unexpected that Violet found herself laughing too, her snark dissolving into genuine mirth.

However, the levity was short-lived.

They caught each other’s gaze and the laughter subsided as if realizing their role as teacher and student — not that the line seem to mean anything at Lunaris Academy. Nonetheless, both of them straightened in their seats at the same time, composing themselves.

Micah cleared his throat awkwardly, breaking the tension while Violet was the first to speak.

"So," She began, "how does this counseling thing even work? Are you actually a certified counselor?"

"No," Micah said bluntly.

brow arched. "Are you

parents are going through a divorce case? Or a secret solution to an infection they don’t want to get from the pharmacy because they’re too scared someone will find out? Or how they wish they were

think I need to hear more!" She

eyed him cautiously. "For someone who’s supposed to be a counselor, it seems like you’re the one who

"Probably. But that’s

temples, groaning softly. "Nobody in this school is

to find Micah watching her, his expression amused but guarded. Unable to help herself, she

"You’re strangely the first to actually sit down and talk with me. The others who come here

the part where you sleep with students?" The bite in her voice was impossible

the record, I’ve never forced anyone. They offer themselves willingly, and it’s not like I don’t give them rest

"Rest?" Violet echoed skeptically.

explained. "Basically, I work with emotions. When stressed-out students come to me, I take their burdens away. The more grateful ones, well, let’s just say they’re often more than eager to offer me what I need in return." He smirked, adding, "I mean, if you ever

distant, her body tensing as something clicked in her mind. Her voice dropped to a hiss. "Your ability

chill in her demeanor and quickly

said in a measured tone, trying

the counselor," Violet muttered, her voice cold as she pieced it together. "Your ability is perfect for this role. The ideal prison. Taming and

sunshine, aren’t you?" Micah quipped, his tone a mix of sarcasm

how long have you been here?" she

"I didn’t realize this was turning into

me," Violet demanded, her tone

this very school," Micah said

meant he’d been just a teenager when all of this started. And who was to say he hadn’t begun offering his "services" even