Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 175: Better Player

"Roman!" Violet screamed at the top of her lungs as one of the wolves rammed into them, sending Roman stumbling sideways.

The impact nearly dislodged Violet, her body lurching dangerously, but she clung desperately to his thick fur, yanking hard enough to tear out loose strands.

There were about four wolves closing in on them, snapping and snarling relentlessly. They struck from all angles, nipping at Roman’s legs, and lunging at Violet, trying to pull her down. The sound of their pounding paws and vicious growls were so aggressive it drowned out even Violet’s own frantic heartbeat.

Roman let out a savage roar that vibrated through her bones and sent a tremor through the earth. Violet knew at once that he was about to make a move, so she braced herself. But all her preparation still did not ground her for what happened next.

In a move so sudden it left her breathless, Roman’s body morphed beneath her, his bone snapping, limbs reshaping, and mass shifting until she was no longer on top of a wolf.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Violet shrieked as her hands lost their grip, fingers scrambling for purchase as Roman shifted this time into a powerful, muscular stallion.

This was a living nightmare! Why had she ever agreed to this? Why was her life like a cursed action movie? Of all people the gods could have chosen for this madness, why her?

Riding a horse was hard enough with reins. Without them? Violet might as well be tap dancing with death in the middle of a Roman gladiator battle.

Roman, now in his horse form, galloped forward with incredible speed, hooves striking the earth in powerful beats. However, the wolves refused to back down, their predatory instincts keeping them locked onto the target.

One lunged at his flank, but Roman kicked out, sending it sprawling. Another snapped at his leg, only to be met with a powerful buck that sent it flying into a tree.

But these creatures were brilliant humans in wolf bodies, hence the remaining two adapted quickly, dodging Roman’s strikes, forcing him into a narrowing path where three more wolves emerged from the trees, closing in like a pack of vultures.

They were surrounded and Violet’s heart sank. This was it. It was over. They would overpower Roman and capture her for Asher.

not defeated. Instead, he pawed at the ground, his nostrils flaring, ready to

rang through the air, sending a ripple through them.

of the oncoming reinforcements. One of the wolves had a snow white coat, the other a striking deep

Alaric and Griffin.

so relieved to see

size of the charging force, the other wolves, which were undoubtedly Asher’s pack, stood their

snarls to yelps. This was no longer a game. It was a war and the forest the

Griffin’s, making up the numbers. It turned out

Asher’s wolves were outnumbered and overpowered. But even with the enemy pack subdued, one problem remained—who would claim her now? Alaric? Griffin? Roman? Would they let her go

waiting for who would make the first move. Then Alaric let

let her go. Violet was

weaving through the trees in unison. The others stayed

were racing towards the finish line and Violet’s heart swelled with joy as she saw the walls of Lunaris Academy. She was going

in the middle of her celebration, something gnawed at her. Where was Asher? He had been absent all night,

her mind, her question was answered because someone was standing alone in the middle of

was naked and

he went rigid beneath her. Of course he was tense, he was betraying his best

presence alone that unsettled Violet, but his composure. He looked too relaxed. Too confident. The

it, it was already

an instant. The first net snapped into place and Alaric was yanked into the air, his wolf form twisting as he was caught