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."

took a slow

future and seeing nothing but darkness. Like knowing that no matter what you do, you might

a spoiled Alpha brat

forward, cupping Daisy’s face in

said earnestly. " And I swear—

don’t think it needs to go that far," Daisy cut

it, what repercussions would come to her? She wouldn’t want her to

promise to you. We

last, clearly unsure what else she could

mischievous curve formed on Violet’s lips. "Besides, I can practically see your thoughts

narrowed her

"Oh, really?"

Violet’s smirk widened.

"Really."

to spin the car keys in her hand, her wicked smile growing by the second. "Alright,

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.

in sync, as if they had done a heist before. In mere minutes, the seat was emptied,

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

girls nodded slowly, watching

handful of wet, muddy earth,

she smeared the mud across the hood of the car and

Daisy, and Ivy gasped collectively, shock,

her chest. "Did you just

with disbelief. "This is Roman Draven’s

Violet was already gathering another handful of

a knowing smirk. "Come on. Try it. It’s

between common sense and the intoxicating pull of

Lila grinned, nudging her. "You know you

was so tempting. Then, as if something inside her finally snapped, she grabbed

split second, there was

the girls to erupt

herself let out a victorious roar, feeling a rush of exhilaration so pure that she wanted to bottle it up and keep it

"Ivy, your turn!"

scooped up a chunk of mud, then with a theatrical twirl and a girlish flick of her wrist, splattered

whooped and

that form!" Lila applauded dramatically. "Such elegance! Such grace! Roman’s car has never looked

"Thank you, thank you,

Violet called, motioning

dancing in her eyes. She gathered as much mud as she could, then hurled it at the windshield precisely. The

girls screamed with excitement.