Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 201

Chapter 201: Power Like This

Ivy let out a distressed cry, "Goddess help me, my roommates have lost their minds!"

But Lila only grinned wolfishly, replying, "At least you still recognize us as your roommates."

Ivy shot her a glare, but it wasn’t half as fierce as it should have been; her defenses were already crumbling.

Daisy said, "Defeating Elsie won’t be easy, but it’s not impossible."

"How?" Ivy demanded. "Have you forgotten who Elsie is? She’s basically the mate for one of the cardinal alphas. She’s got the Alpha King’s backing. You? Us? We’ve all got none. She won’t even need to lift a finger; she’s got power, influence, and people to do her bidding."

Violet’s eyes flashed with determination. "Then we’ll cut off that backing. We’ll dismantle those influences one by one. Without them, she’s nothing."

Ivy scoffed. "And the Alpha King?"

"We’ll figure that out as we go," Daisy said with forced optimism.

"Thought as much," Ivy shook her head, unimpressed.

But Daisy persisted, "We won’t achieve this in a single day, but this is our plan for now, and we’ll work toward it. For the moment, we’ve got bigger worries, like finding a place to actually live." She glanced up at the rotting ceiling just as a drip of nasty water landed on her cheek, making Ivy recoil with disgust.

Daisy wiped it off, grimacing.

the broken window where the rain wreaked havoc outside. "It’s still pouring out there. Even if we manage to hire workers, they can’t do repairs in this weather. And it’d take days, maybe weeks, to fix this place enough so we

point, Lila piped up, "I

voices echoed in unison, their

cleared her throat. "My magic

eyes lit up. "So you can just... clean

chant ’bibbidi-bobbidi-boo’ while waving brooms and mops.

herself, resting her palm on the

strong here. I’ll call upon them to reinforce what was lost so that no

beneath her hand gave a soft, drawn-out creak, as though waking from a

surfaces darkening into a rich oak. It spread like creeping

all they felt was a soft tingling, like the brush of a cool breeze against

simply moved on, securing the rest

was no sign of the gaping cracks that once tried to

that was only the

to the room like a second skin suddenly changed. The stale, heavy scent of mold and decay gave

an invisible spindle. Dust motes danced in

stubbornly to the walls peeled away and withered before dissolving into fine powder. Thin lines of new growth traced over the rotted beams,

trickling in steadily, forming a grimy puddle on the floor. With eyes narrowed, Lila pressed her palm against the nearest beam, and tendrils of

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