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 the absolute chaos

caught his words this

small, strained smile.

was as if they both had something to say... but neither could bring themselves to

other, the

returned, Griffin gestured

"Your hair!"

out of Violet’s

Griffin stopped dead.

shouted it into a microphone. Hence, a few students actually turned

Griffin blinked. "...What?"

Violet swallowed.

late to

know this might sound weird—crazy, even—but...

was instant. Violet swore she saw

want

her like she had just asked if she could lick his

just how ridiculous her request sounded, so she quickly

to braid your hair. I’m exceptionally good at it. Trust me,

was when Griffin

a long, heavy pause, the

"...Fuck."

"W-what?"

Had she said something wrong? Did she offend him? Did

"I think I need

that, he turned and walked

face still burning.

utterly lost. She had this unnerving feeling in her guts she just did

let out a low whistle. "Damn, Vi. You

to face her. "What did I

grinned. "Haven’t you heard of

hasn’t," Ivy

narrowed her eyes. "Okay, what am

just from the East, Violet. He’s

she

far too entertained as she said. "Well... for starters, you can’t just go around

Violet froze. Completely.

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