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.

oblivious to the absolute chaos in

the gods she caught his words this

a small, strained smile. "You’re

settled between them, not uncomfortable, but heavy. It was as if they both had something to say... but neither could

at each other, the rest of the party fading into the

senses returned, Griffin gestured vaguely behind him. "I think I’ll head

"Your hair!"

out of Violet’s mouth before she

Griffin stopped dead.

as well have shouted it into a microphone. Hence, a few

Griffin blinked. "...What?"

Violet swallowed.

late to back out

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

result was instant. Violet swore she saw Griffin

stammered. "Y-you want to... touch my

her like she had just asked if she

Violet realized just how ridiculous her

your hair. I’m exceptionally good at it. Trust

was when

stood frozen, unmoving. Then, after a long, heavy pause, the first

"...Fuck."

"W-what?"

something wrong? Did she offend him? Did she just...

just muttered, "I think I need a drink. A

with that, he turned and walked

face still burning.

She had this unnerving feeling in her guts

a low whistle. "Damn, Vi. You always go straight for the kill, don’t

face her. "What did

of

bet she hasn’t," Ivy

narrowed her eyes. "Okay, what am I

not just from the East, Violet. He’s the future Alpha of the East. And they have...

ominous feelings increased. Had she

"Well... for starters, you can’t just go around

Violet froze. Completely.

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