Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 185: What Are You?

The walk back to their hostel was a silent, heavy trudge. Violet, Lila, Ivy, and Daisy were dirty and exhausted, weighed down by the events of the night.

When they arrived at their house, they weren’t alone. Clusters of students still lingered in the common area, their idle conversations dying the second they spotted the four girls.

Violet felt their stares fall on them like vultures drawn to fresh carrion. However, none of them dared to speak. Good for them. Violet was not in the mood to tolerate anyone’s bullshit.

Her blood was still hot, and if anyone so much as breathed wrongly, she wouldn’t mind breaking one or two noses to show an example.

The students must have sensed the murderous energy radiating off her because, like instinct-driven prey, they instinctively stepped aside, parting like the Red Sea to allow her and her roommates passage.

But the second they disappeared behind their door, the whispers ignited like wildfire. However, Violet didn’t move away from the door immediately. Instead, she stood there, waiting....one... two... three. Then, without warning, she yanked it open.

A group of students who had been leaning in to eavesdrop, tumbled gracelessly into the room, their limbs flailing as they hit the floor in a heap of tangled arms and legs.

The moment they looked up, their faces drained of color. Violet stood over them, her eyes dark and merciless, her posture screaming one thing—run.

"W-we... it’s not what it looks like—" one of them stammered, their voice cracking.

Violet didn’t say a word. She just stared, the cold, ominous look on her face more terrifying than any threat she could have spoken.

"Fuck! Let’s leave!" another one yelped, yanking at the others as they scrambled to their feet and bolted out of the room as if their lives depended on it.

Violet remained at the threshold a second longer, her gaze flicking to the students still loitering outside. It was just one glance and they scattered like frightened mice. Satisfied, she slammed the door shut with a resounding bang.

"You shouldn’t have bothered," Lila’s voice broke through the tense atmosphere.

Violet turned to see Lila stepping forward, her hands moving in weird motions as if she were weaving something invisible through the air.

Ivy frowned. "What the hell are you doing?"

shield," Lila replied nonchalantly, fingers still moving through the air. "This way, nobody will be able to hear what we discuss

temperature in the room shifted instantly and a chill crawled up their spines as an almost

unsettling. Although I wish I could see whatever it is you’re doing. It’d be

"I can see it."

a silent room. Three heads snapped

astonishment than surprise. However,

Lila pressed, her tone eager now and

around her fingertips before dissolving into the air. "Cotton," she murmured. "Soft, weightless... and

was cocooned in delicate, pastel-colored threads, floating like mist,

smile. "We call them muting cottons where I’m from. They block out spaces,

Violet whispered, entranced

exasperated voice interrupted the moment. "Enough

Violet and Lila as if she were watching two lunatics. All Ivy and Daisy saw was Violet reaching out and touching nothing but mere

expression skeptical but curious. "Okay, what the hell is going on? Someone better start talking. Now." She turned to

in the forest, Lila," Daisy continued, narrowing her eyes. "You’re

serious. "I’ll tell you, but first, you have to swear you won’t expose

stopping any of us from

simply. "Even if you wanted to tell someone, you wouldn’t be able

and Daisy exchanged uneasy glances.

was the first to cave. "Screw it, I need to know," she muttered, stepping forward

then we slap each other’s hands

her, unimpressed.

"Try it and see."

took Lila’s hand, and the ritual

identity a secret before the heavens, the

"Agreed," Daisy said.