Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 151: Fashion Murder

A piercing scream snatched Violet from her peaceful slumber, jolting her awake like a gunshot in the dead of night. With her heart pounding, she shot up in bed, blinking rapidly as she struggled to remember where she was.

Right. Her dorm.

Before she could even exhale in relief, another scream sent a shockwave of panic through her.

Shit.

Violet leaped off the bed, adrenaline pumping through her veins as she rushed toward the source of the chaos.

When Violet burst into the hallway, she was met with the sight of Ivy collapsed on the floor, her face drained of all color, and her body trembling as she muttered under her breath, "I hate snakes."

A crowd had already formed, drawn in by the commotion. Some students whispered among themselves, others peered over shoulders to catch a glimpse of the scene. Violet scanned the area, but there was no sign of an actual snake anywhere. The hallway was normal, save for Ivy, who looked like she had just seen death itself.

"Hey, what happened?" Violet crouched beside Ivy, gripping her shoulder. She could feel her friend stiffen beneath her touch like a board.

Ivy tried to speak, but the words lodged themselves in her throat. Finally, she managed to choke out, "Roman, he...."

Fuck.

That was all Violet needed to hear.

She had woken up to an empty bed, which meant that slippery bastard had already left. And if Ivy looked this traumatized, that could only mean that Roman had made his grand exit in snake form.

Daisy and Lila arrived at that exact moment, panting slightly, eyes flicking between Ivy—who looked one scream away from cardiac arrest—and Violet, whose expression looked two seconds away from murder.

"What the hell happened?" They asked in unison.

Violet took a deep, calming breath before answering, her voice flat with irritation. "Roman happened."

"Oh"

Daisy and Lila instantly understood.

Violet clenched her jaw. That asshole. Instead of coming after her directly, he had gone for her friend. And why? Because he knew that would piss her off more.

it worked. Violet

water, she had mostly calmed down. Her fingers still shook slightly around the

concern. "It just... happened so

to wave it off, Violet wasn’t fooled. Ivy was proud, and

my fault." She apologized, guilt eating

of yours," Lila said firmly with her arms crossed and her voice laced with righteous fury.

we did provoke him first with the Kitten

to say in that situation as three pairs of eyes snapped

shrank in her seat. Shit. Bad move. If looks could kill, she’d be buried six feet under

fully roast Daisy alive, Lila suddenly perked up, remembering

out and pulled out a

blinked, taking it with confusion. "What’s

asked me to give

widened. "Alaric?"

cue, her phone beeped. Her stomach did a flip as she picked

me a

into her, pressing

her, their excitement electric as they read the

for you, but I couldn’t help but think you’d look electrifying in

silence

"AHHHHHHHH!!!"

loudly

so sweet!!!" She grabbed Violet’s arm,

think I

gets, gave an approving nod, "He’s good." And coming from her,

Lila practically bounced

Open it!" Daisy

had no choice but to comply. She carefully untied the ribbon and peeled back the wrapping, her breath hitching the moment she pulled out the first

black, fitted crop top with delicate lace detailing along the upper chest and shoulders. The

swallowed hard and reached for the second piece, a high-waisted, dark-wash distressed skinny jeans. The rips along the knees and thighs gave them a rugged, rebellious charm, while the snug fit would no doubt hug her legs and hips

shit. How the hell