Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Violate A Tradition

"Violet?"

"Huh, what?"

The sound of her name jerked Violet back to reality, and she realized, to her horror, that Griffin had been talking this whole time while her mind had been a thousand miles away.

"You okay?" His voice was casual, but there was a thread of genuine concern underneath it. "You were completely out of it."

Violet straightened immediately, forcing herself to focus. "Oh! Yeah. I’m good. Perfect. You were saying?"

Griffin didn’t look entirely convinced, but he let it slide.

He continued. "I was saying... thank you. For what you did out there on the field today. If it weren’t for your ..." He paused, as if searching for the right word, then smirked. "...motivation, we would’ve lost to Asher’s team."

Violet let out a short laugh, waving it off. "Oh, that? It was nothing."

"It wasn’t nothing." His voice was firm, holding an intensity that made her pulse zigzag.

Damn.

Then, in a lighter tone, Griffin added, "Although, I don’t think I’ll be getting that dance out of my head anytime soon." A low, rumbling chuckle followed his words, deep and unapologetically masculine.

And just like that, a hot pulse of heat shot through Violet, settling in places it had no business settling in.

Oh no.

This was bad. She was lusting after Griffin. She was mentally cheating on Alaric with his best friend.

To make matters so much worse, Griffin ran a hand through his hair, the motion so lazy—so careless yet undeniably sensual—that Violet found herself staring, her throat suddenly dry.

Since when was a man’s hair seductive?

Violet had never cared much for men with long hair, but Griffin wore his like a goddamn warrior prince.

God.

What the hell was happening to her?

This wasn’t her.

This wasn’t who she was, and she needed to get her shit together.

you" Griffin said, oblivious to

gods she caught his words

a small, strained smile. "You’re

settled between them, not uncomfortable, but heavy. It was as if they both had something to

stare at each other, the

if his senses returned, Griffin gestured vaguely behind him.

"Your hair!"

shot out of Violet’s mouth

Griffin stopped dead.

spoken so abruptly, she might as well have shouted it into a microphone. Hence, a few students actually

Griffin blinked. "...What?"

Violet swallowed.

late

might sound weird—crazy, even—but... can I touch your

Violet

stammered. "Y-you want to...

she had just asked if

Violet realized just how ridiculous her request

need someone to braid your hair. I’m exceptionally

was when

mouth fell open and he stood frozen, unmoving. Then, after a

"...Fuck."

"W-what?"

stomach sank. Had she said something wrong? Did she offend him?

just muttered, "I think I need a drink.

that, he turned and

face still burning.

She had this unnerving feeling in

low whistle. "Damn, Vi. You

Violet whirled around to face her. "What did I do this

you heard of ’The Way of

Ivy added with a

narrowed her eyes. "Okay, what am

East, Violet. He’s the future

feelings increased. Had she violated his tradition

can’t just

Violet froze. Completely.

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