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.

Lila, who had resumed packing an absurd amount of food into their containers.

in her place,

confidence, she stepped forward

talking to—" Except Sharon never

Lila—who had been blissfully munching on her croissant—suddenly spat the half-chewed bite directly onto

her chest

hush fell

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

it dawned on

"AHHH!!"

at her

food again!"

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

shook her head like a disappointed parent. "You really should learn some manners

care anymore. Her eyes flashed with pure murder. Violet was a rogue now. That meant she could be taught a

"You stupid bitch!"

snarl, Sharon lunged at Violet, her long polished nails poised like claws, ready to

a single scratch, a

"What’s going on here?!"

who

sprinted toward

cried, leaning her head against his

an Alpha, let alone touch one. Surely this would

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

the Violet he knew. What game

before she ripped Violet away from Roman, shoving

have stayed

was the fun in

the ground with a pitiful

shoulder as if she