Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 162: Silver Glade

The ground beneath Violet’s feet was uneven, and with the bag over her head, it meant her steps were blind and uncertain. Hence it wasn’t surprising when she stumbled, her foot catching on what felt like a root or a rock.

"Easy," Alaric whispered into her ear, his breath warm against her skin as he caught her.

As if she wanted the hands of that betrayer on her body.

Nonetheless, that proximity was all she needed. Violet drove her elbow into his gut with all the force she could muster.

Alaric let out a sharp oof, the sound of air forcibly leaving his lungs. Pain lanced through his stomach, and for a moment, he doubled over, cursing under his breath. Damn it, she was quite strong for a human!

"Okay, I deserved that," he admitted, voice strained as he straightened, trying to catch his breath.

Violet wasn’t done with him. Following the direction of his voice, she twisted, aiming another strike, but this time, her boyfriend was ready.

He caught her easily, his grip firm as he halted her struggles. "That’s enough, little minx, before you hurt yourself." He called her with his usual endearment.

Violet went still for a split seconds before raw, blistering rage ignited like an explosion inside of her.

"Don’t you dare call me minx!" she spat, her breath hot against his face even through the fabric of the bag.

The sheer hatred in her tone sent a feeling of unease through Alaric, not because he feared her, but because of the shift in their relationship. Right now, Violet sounded like she’d tear his throat out if she had the chance.

Violet’s mind burned with his betrayal.

How dare he? How dare he use that name!

She just couldn’t believe that the same hands that had made her tremble with pleasure moments ago were now dragging her away into some twisted, sadistic hazing event.

It made her sick.

grip easing just slightly and rested on her shoulder. "I did give you a

against his hold, wishing she could see his

every ounce of venom she had into her

fingers tightened, just for a moment. "I

choice," she hissed. "You could

dry scoff left Alaric’s lips. "Is that what you think?" His voice dropped lower, an edge to it. "This plan has been in motion since before you were admitted to Lunaris Academy. You were never going to make it out of here. Not with wolves hiding in the dark, waiting to pick off the

caught. The way he said it,

was the worst," she said, voice dripping with acid. "But you’re

hesitated for

her words had struck something in

tradition, Violet. It’s not as bad as you

bad? Not as

prove yourself. And no matter what you think of me, I’m still on

of Violet wanted to demand what he meant

"Get lost," she snapped.

louder, fiercer, meaner, she said, "No, go

"What’s going on here?"

froze upon

bag over her head, she felt his oppressive presence like a shadow creeping

one and only,

with mockery, each syllable dripping with cruel amusement. "Are you struggling to handle your girlfriend, Alaric? Or should I

Violet could feel the added meaning beneath those

dangerous snarl ripping from his throat. "Get

Asher laughed.

sound was haunting, a deep, taunting thing

arms because she knew that whatever this initiation was, Asher was at the heart of it. And that terrified her more

Not because she