Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 146: Sugar And Money

Violet carefully carried Kitten Roman back into the makeshift makeup room, treating him with the kind of reverence one might offer royalty.

And knowing Roman, he expected nothing less. Even in feline form, he still managed to exude an air of smug entitlement, his fluffy tail flicking lazily as if he was entirely unbothered by the situation.

She placed him gently on the table and stepped back with her arms crossed. Golden human eyes met green cat eyes, the intensity of the stare-off feeling almost ridiculous. If anyone had walked in right now, they’d assume she was having a psychic conversation with her pet.

Violet sighed, breaking the silence first. "What would it take for you to behave out there?"

Kitten Roman let out a throaty growl in response, his tiny body vibrating with irritation.

And yes, that was a no.

Although Violet could not understand cat language, her short experience with her former cat, Stray, had taught her the subtle nuances of feline moods, and right now, Roman was in full-on you betrayed me, human mode.

"Yes, I know," she placated. "This isn’t what we agreed on. But I saw an opportunity, and I took it. You can’t blame me for being a businesswoman." She shrugged, as if it was the most logical thing in the world.

Roman promptly barked in her face.

Okay. He did blame her.

Violet exhaled, rubbing her temples. "Fine. Here’s the deal. I dress you up, you go out there, behave, and make me some cash. In return, I’ll owe you one favor."

She lifted a finger before he could make a sound, his ears having perked up. "But there are conditions. You can’t harm me, can’t ask for anything that gets me in trouble, and no sexual favors. None of that creepy alpha bullshit, are we clear?"

A low, rumbling snarl vibrated from Kitten Roman’s throat instead.

have tons of fun running around alone until sundown. Just you, the big wide world,

out an

her smirk widening. "Thought so." She turned back, placing her hands on her hips. "Alright. Meow three times if you agree to my

silence at

"Meow. Meow. Meow."

sparkling and practically reflecting money signs as she looked down at the grumpy green furball. This

grabbed one of his tiny paws and bumped it against her fist. "Yes!

his cheeks, and

blinked at her, his green eyes half-lidded in mild suffering. Fine, fawn over me all

anyway, one favor, owed

for him. The tuxedo was a ridiculously

the soft light, and the little bowtie at the collar gave it

his small paws through the sleeves, adjusting the fabric,

But something happened.

thought popped into her head right at that

fuck was

grabbed the final touch which was a pair of tiny round

Violet slipped them onto his face, adjusting them so they rested perfectly on his tiny

handiwork. The gods help her. Kitten Roman looked freakishly

could melt hearts. He

clapped her hands together in glee. "Alright, Kitten Roman.

Violet, his small form curling against her chest as if he owned the spot. His

attraction for money-hungry Violet. But if he was going to be paraded around like

energy. The team was a mix of giddy students and one professional-looking elite girl who had