Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 132: Strip Show?

It wasn’t long before Violet began to understand why the school was so captivated by what was essentially a training session. As soon as the coach wrapped up his directives, the real fun began.

One by one, the players started to strip.

"Holy creator of the world!" Violet whispered, her eyes wide as saucers.

She got how casual werewolves were about nudity, but it was still... a lot. Violet couldn’t even close her mouth as her gaze flicked over the players shedding their shirts and pants like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"During official games, they change in the locker room and come out fully geared," Natalie said from beside her, smirking at Violet’s obvious shock. "But for training? They’re giving the school a show. Think of it as a strip tease." She winked, clearly enjoying Violet’s flustered state.

Violet opened her mouth to respond but was cut off as Alaric, as if suddenly remembering he had a girlfriend, turned to face her. With one fluid motion, he pulled off his shirt, revealing his perfectly chiseled chest. The students around them erupted into cheers and wolf whistles, but Alaric’s gaze never left Violet’s. This strip show was exclusively for her.

Violet’s face grew hot, her heart pounding as Alaric’s hands went to the waistband of his pants. He tugged them down just slightly, enough to reveal the band of his underwear, and the hard lines of his lower abdomen.

The crowd went wild, screaming and laughing, but Violet’s world narrowed to the man before her. Her pulse quickened as her gaze locked onto his. Alaric’s smirk grew wider as he took in her reaction, clearly pleased with himself.

Unbeknownst to Alaric, who was entirely consumed with teasing Violet, a mischievous blur of green hair crept up behind him.

Roman.

the devil himself. Alaric sensed him a second too late, turning his head

one swift, audacious and gleeful motion, Roman grabbed both the waistband of Alaric’s pants and his underwear and yanked them down

Alaric stood there, stark naked under the sunlight, his expression caught somewhere between shock and disbelief. The field went dead silent as everyone processed what had just

Then chaos erupted.

her eyes watering as she tried to suppress her own laughter. But it was no use, her shoulders shook

anger and embarrassment, stepped out of the clothes bunched

Alaric growled, his voice low

field, their laughter and shouts renting the air. Roman, also naked, darted away with impressive speed, but Alaric was faster. The crowd roared, cheering and whistling as the two Alphas sprinted across the field

the blink of an eye. His body contorted and shrank, fur sprouting as he transformed into a small,

gasped in astonishment, but Alaric wasn’t deterred. He snarled and shifted mid-run, his body elongating and muscles rippling as

a beat. Even though she’d seen Alaric shift before, it was still a breathtaking sight. His wolf form was powerful and majestic,

rat, scurried and darted across the field, zigzagging and dodging with impressive agility. But Alaric was determined to catch him. His larger form closed the distance with ease, his movements fluid

turned into shocked gasps. Violet’s heart raced as she watched, her

going to eat him right? Violet

always had a tense rivalry, and Roman’s stunt had

the field, commanding