Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 270: Sorry Don’t Heal Scars

Violet made sure to finish her juice entirely before setting the glass down on the tray. She watched from the corner of her eye as Alaric did the same, draining his glass and placing it beside hers.

Then Violet turned to Lila, whose heated gaze hadn’t lessened one bit, and said, "See, he took it? Now could you give us some privacy?" She was practically begging at this point.

With a self-satisfied huff, Lila walked over and carried the tray with more force than necessary, her tantrum evident as she left without a care, slamming the door shut behind her.

Once the door was shut, Alaric turned to her and said, "How do you even deal with her?"

"Lila is very nice. Moreover, she’s this way towards you. All of them are. You really hurt me, Alaric."

At once, the guilt returned, and Alaric said with his head lowered in shame, "I know, and I’m sorry. It would never happen again. I swore it upon my life." He said it with such conviction it made Violet’s chest tighten with emotion.

She smiled at him. "I forgive you, Alaric Storm."

For a moment, Alaric didn’t move but blinked at her as if unable to believe what he just heard. Then he was up on his feet, pumping his fist with a triumphant "Yes!" before rushing toward Violet, who only realized his intent at the last minute and tried to warn him not to—but it was too late. Alaric grabbed her and twirled her around so much that Violet had to squeal and plead for him to put her down.

Alaric finally set her down, only to drop to his knees. With his eyes shining with determination, he swore, "You will never regret giving me this second chance, Violet Purple. Thank you so much."

Violet’s heart pounded hard in her chest. He sounded so sincere that she felt bad knowing the plan she had in store for him. But everything had been put in motion, and ’sorry’ doesn’t heal scars. She had forgiven him, but there were still consequences for his actions. When he’s done taking the punishment like a good boy, then they could move on to the next phase of their relationship—if he still wanted her then.

each other, the air between them crackling and sizzling with attraction. However, Alaric pulled out of it. Just because she forgave him didn’t mean they were back to how they used

see

answered nervously, not just because the interaction between them had gotten awkward, but because she

She wasn’t feeling any different, which seemed to be a good sign that she had drunk from the right cup. He must have taken the drugged one.

ahead to block his way before

lifted a brow in

didn’t actually think I’d let you

blinked in

his chest firmly, walking him backward until the back of his legs hit the bed. Alaric looked behind him, then back at Violet with a

he fell back on the bed. She followed right

"Violet, I think

placed her fingers against his lips to hush him. Then she yanked him forward by the shirt in a particularly sexy move and said demandingly, "Don’t

apologize to Violet, not for this. But when Violet became like this, it was

about this?" Alaric asked, even as Violet pressed a soft, fleeting

him to open up. He did open up, and the wanton moan that slipped from her lips as soon as their

grinding her against his already raging erection. If she wanted this, then

Alaric shifted them so he was on top, and she giggled at

piece of her body he had missed lately. It was while he was suckling on the dip of her collarbone that a wave of dizziness hit him,

Violet asked, concern in her