Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 203: No Grand Entrance

The girls spent the entire morning sorting and tidying up their things, reclaiming some sense of normalcy after Elsie and her entourage had practically ripped them from their old dorm.

By the time they finished, the rooms looked nothing like the disaster they had walked into and they felt a little pride at finally having things under control. For now, this was enough.

Daisy plopped down on the newly repaired wooden chair, all thanks to Lila, who had pieced together the broken scraps they’d discovered in the living room. Ivy, meanwhile, had already put in an order for a proper sofa set to be delivered as soon as the rain cleared.

"I’m hungry," Ivy complained, rubbing her stomach.

"Me too," Lila added.

Daisy eyed her curiously. "You actually eat human food?"

Lila said casually. "Of course. Though it’s nowhere near as incredible as Fae cuisine. Just one taste of our dishes and you’d never go back to anything else. But human food isn’t that bad, you know. You guys come up with some wild combinations."

Daisy’s brow quirked up. "So you get hungry the same way we do?"

"Yes and no," Lila explained. "Unlike the average human, I can go weeks without physical meals, surviving on magical energy. But I’ve been in your realm long enough that I’ve kind of... adapted. Let’s just say I’ve been conditioned to crave food like a human does."

Ivy couldn’t help but ask. "You’ve been in the human realm for how long, exactly?"

At that, Daisy and Violet both looked up with curiosity.

"I’ve been here since the day the queen sent me to find the princess," Lila said simply, leaving them to fill in the blanks.

suspicion, tilting her head. "How old are

in the most casual tone, "Oh, I’m not that old,

that was the

a yelp, while Daisy and Violet’s jaws

she mean by not that old? The words

long. They were friends with someone they should be calling

you guys said

disbelieving stares on her, like she’d suggested leaping off a cliff. Finally, Daisy found her

humiliation clearly enough. The glares, sneers, and the unfriendly vibe was

refused to bend. "Where

Daisy warned. "Let’s wait until lunch is

head firmly. "Sorry, but I won’t settle for leftover

my croissants hot, and

at Ivy—who was finally back on her chair—but Ivy merely gave a half-hearted shrug. "If we’re serious about toppling

in surrender. "Fine. It’s not

jerking her chin at the door. "Come on, then. Let’s get the hell out of

pause. It was a downpour, the kind that soaked you

was no ordinary storm, and Ivy

broke his heart," Ivy pointed out, earning a sharp look from

head. "There’s no point arguing. Let’s focus on how we’re going

make it there looking like anything other than

rain check. At least until Alaric decides to have mercy