Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 205: Pack War

When Violet turned around, she had fully expected to see Elsie Lancaster standing there in her full, haughty splendor, ready to rain hell upon her. Instead, her brows furrowed when she was met with a much less threatening sight. Sharon.

The same Sharon whose face she had lovingly introduced to a plate of ruined food on their very first meeting.

Violet blinked. Some people really did love pain

As though she hadn’t heard a thing, Violet turned to Lila with a mocking light in her eyes. "Did you catch that? Mother Hen isn’t here to handle business, so her little chick thinks it can flap its wings and fly?"

Lila caught the vibe and ran with it immediately.

"A flying chick? That’s new. Have you ever seen a chick fly?"

Violet feigned deep thought. "No, I haven’t. Does that even exist? Perhaps it’s an entirely new species."

"What new specie? That’s delusion of the highest grandeur!" Lila howled with laughter.

Her laughter was the obnoxious, and exaggerated one, the kind that set confusion and drew incredulous stares.

It was so infectious that Violet joined right in, the both of them cackling like a pair of madwomen in the middle of the cafeteria. They didn’t even act as if they had just been stripped of all their status and branded as social outcasts.

The students didn’t know how to react to them. Some were dumbfounded while others exchanged confused glances. All except Sharon.

Sharon looked like she was about to explode. Her face had turned so red she could have passed for a ripe tomato.

Now they had been branded rogues, she had expected Violet and Lila to cower at her feet and shrink in humiliation, but instead, they were mocking her.

The audacity!

She glanced upstairs, hoping for some kind of reaction or signal from Elsie, but the Queen Bee was calmly eating her meal with cold disinterest, not even bothering to look down.

That was all Sharon needed to know she was failing at impressing Elsie. If Elsie had been watching, it meant she was executing her orders properly. But that didn’t seem to be the case here.

Sharon hardened her jaw, determined to show Elsie deserved a place under her banner.

who had resumed packing an absurd amount of food into their containers. What were they even doing

putting Violet in

forward and

Except Sharon never finished

moment, Lila—who had been blissfully munching on her croissant—suddenly spat

said, pressing her hand to her chest in feigned shock. "You

hush fell

seconds, Sharon didn’t move, her brain failing to process what had just happened. Her entire face was

it dawned on

"AHHH!!"

hands, frantically wiping at her face as though she had been

the food again!" she

them, the students—who weren’t supposed to be on Violet’s side—couldn’t help themselves. They roared with laughter, some yanking out their phones to start recording. Sharon was losing her shit in front of everyone and it was too good

parent. "You really should learn some manners when

when she heard that. She didn’t care anymore. Her eyes flashed with pure murder. Violet was a rogue now. That

"You stupid bitch!"

lunged at Violet, her long polished nails poised like

land a single scratch,

"What’s going on here?!"

toward Roman Draven, who

sprinted toward Roman, throwing her arms

head against his chest in

speak to an Alpha, let alone touch one. Surely this would earn her

stiffened, completely blindsided. He stared down at Violet, brow furrowed, trying to figure out what

the Violet he knew. What game was she

Sharon screeched, before

stayed on her

where was the

to the ground with a pitiful

her shoulder as if she had