Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 207: Committing A Crime

Daisy paced back and forth, practically vibrating with anger, and all that was missing was literal smoke curling from her ears.

Violet eyed her warily. "Daisy, I think you should calm down—"

"No! Don’t tell me to calm down!" Daisy snapped, rounding on her immediately.

She thrust her face close to Violet’s, rage crackling in her eyes. "We are outcasts, Violet! Rogues. They branded us like we’re diseased!" Her voice cracked with frustration. "We’re already this close to falling apart from all the bullshit they’re putting us through, and you—you—made it worse by bringing Roman Draven’s car here?!"

For once, Ivy decided to intervene. "Daisy, I think you should really take a deep breath and try to —"

"Don’t you dare tell me what and what not to do with my fucking breath!" Daisy whirled on her too, totally losing it.

"Look at where we’re living!" she shouted, her voice raw. "Take a good fucking look at our current living situation!"

She gestured wildly at the rotting porch, the faded, peeling paint, the way the storm-beaten house still looked like it might collapse at any second. The decrepit shack is definitely looked better on the inside than the outside.

"We lost everything! And while we’re trying to salvage what’s left, you bring trouble straight to our doorstep? Is this your big, master plan for revenge? Is this how we take down Elsie? How we fight the whole system?"

"No, it’s not." Violet’s voice rose to match Daisy’s intensity, her temper finally snapping. "This is my personal revenge against Roman Draven, the asshole who lied to me, deceived me, and put us through this bullshit!"

She sucked in a breath, her chest heaving.

"It’s petty. But it’s a start."

Daisy seemed torn, her shoulders slumping as if she didn’t want to be swayed by the idea. "He’ll take his revenge," she said warily.

"No, he won’t." Violet’s voice brimmed with certainty. "He could’ve chased us the moment he saw us driving away, but he didn’t. He knows he messed up. Maybe in his twisted logic, he thinks letting me run off with his car is punishment enough."

Daisy stared at her, like she was trying to figure her out, dissect the way her mind worked. Then, after a long pause, she admitted, "I don’t understand you. You should be scared. These guys—" she gestured vaguely, "—they might look human, but they’re not. They’re dangerous. They smile, but they do it with teeth, with blood still dripping from their last kill. And yet, you’re not afraid.

"You tangle with them like a human playing with lions." Daisy shook her head, disbelief in her eyes. "What gives you that kind of confidence, Violet Purple?"

For the first time, Violet didn’t answer right away.

Her gaze became distant as her mind drifted somewhere else, somewhere far darker.

Then, quietly, she said:

"Because I’m not afraid of death."

Daisy stilled.

Violet continued, "Because there are worse things than having your throat ripped out by one of them. Worse things than dying."

a slow

next meal is going to be. Like staring at the future and seeing nothing but darkness. Like knowing that no matter what you do, you might end up just like

a spoiled Alpha brat comes after

words sinking in. Then, without warning, she stepped forward, cupping Daisy’s face in her hands.

said earnestly. " And I swear— I swear by

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if Violet doesn’t fulfill it, what repercussions would come to her? She wouldn’t want her to

firm. "No. This is my promise to you. We will rise again, and I’ll make sure you

clearly unsure

lips. "Besides, I can practically see your thoughts spinning in your head right now, and I

her eyes

"Oh, really?"

Violet’s smirk widened.

"Really."

hand, her wicked smile growing by the second. "Alright, Lila, take the food out of the

that whatever the princess was up to would be entertaining, hurriedly cleared the food from the backseat. The amount they had grabbed was ridiculous, so she had to work fast, stuffing bags into her arms while Violet and Ivy took their share. Daisy,

mere minutes, the seat was emptied, leaving only

grinned devilishly. "Now, the right thing to do is return

nodded slowly,

bending down and scooping up a handful of wet, muddy

the mud across the hood of the

and Ivy gasped collectively, shock, horror,

gods!" Ivy clutched her chest. "Did you just defiled a

wide with disbelief. "This is Roman Draven’s

Violet was already gathering another handful

smirk. "Come

hesitated, torn between common sense and the intoxicating pull of

grinned, nudging her. "You

idea was so tempting. Then, as if something inside her finally snapped, she grabbed a thick handful of rain-soaked earth and hurled it straight at the windshield. The instant splat was

split second,

the girls to erupt

feeling a rush of exhilaration so pure that she wanted to

"Ivy, your turn!"

Violet’s lips before Ivy bounced forward with giddy excitement. She scooped up a chunk of mud, then with a theatrical twirl and a girlish flick

whooped and

look at that form!" Lila applauded dramatically. "Such elegance! Such grace! Roman’s

a ballerina. "Thank you, thank you, I

you’re up!" Violet called, motioning for

excitement dancing in her eyes. She gathered as much mud as she could, then hurled it at the windshield precisely. The splatter was glorious, thick brown streaks running

with excitement. This was