Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 215: The Truth About Friday —1

"Don’t. Make. A. Sound," Roman warned again, just in case she had any other bright ideas.

At first, defiance blazed in Violet’s eyes, but the seriousness in his voice told her he meant every syllable. So she grudgingly forced herself to relax.

That was when she felt it.

The full weight of Roman’s body pinning her down. His naked chest flattened against hers, the heat of his skin scorching through the thin fabric of her nightshirt. And worse, something else —very much not flaccid—nudged her thigh.

Her eyes widened in alarm, a new kind of awareness crashing over her.

Roman smirked, clearly enjoying the realization that dawned in her gaze.

"Get off me, asshole," she snarled into his palm.

Roman studied her for a moment, his keen senses reading her body language. Then, as if deciding she wasn’t a threat, he slowly lifted his hand from her mouth. Except that was his first mistake.

The second he showed that sliver of trust, Violet snapped her knee up, aiming for the most vulnerable part of him.

But Roman didn’t carry the nickname "the fox" for nothing. Anticipating the attack, he caught her leg with infuriating ease, his fingers curling around her calf before she could land the blow. He held her there, a dark, knowing look gleamed in his eyes, as if to say, Nice try.

That smug look sent heat rushing to Violet’s face, not out of embarrassment, but sheer frustration.

Bastard.

Fine. If she couldn’t fight him, she’d wake the whole damn dorm.

"Li—!"

her mouth again, muffling her again. But Violet wasn’t one to be silenced easily.

out of his grasp. Violet

"Lila! Lila!" she hollered.

knew he had seconds before the entire

he said urgently. "I’m only here to

the doorknob, ready to

"It’s about Elsie."

She froze.

She couldn’t trust him. The last time she put faith in Roman, look

sensing her doubt, Roman added, "On the gods and the living, I

him. She knew

his expression spoke some measure of sincerity she couldn’t quite

then, a sharp knock rattled

frantic voice came from the

leapt in

whispered tersely, eyes

Roman began to make a move. When she opened the door, Lila rushed inside, wide-eyed and scanning the room as

to Violet, panting,

had a nightmare," she lied smoothly despite her racing

softening her features. "That was just a nightmare, Princess. Nothing will happen to me. I

what choice did she have? She had

offered, "If you want, I

said, more forcefully than

I’m no longer ten. It would

"Then

"You too, Lila."