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.

it. Just because she forgave him didn’t mean they were back to how they

guess I’ll see you tomorrow," he

tomorrow," Violet answered nervously, not just because the interaction between them had

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. She could not let Alaric

ahead to block his way before he reached

in surprise. "What is

and she purred, "You didn’t actually think I’d let you leave

blinked in

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

before giving him a hard push, and he fell back on the bed. She followed right after, climbing

think

Violet placed her fingers against his lips to hush him. Then she yanked him forward by the

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

sure about this?" Alaric asked, even as Violet pressed

his once more, and this time firmer, demanding for him to open up. He did

his already raging erection. If she wanted this, then he wouldn’t deny it, not when he missed her like hell

all the more sultry. Alaric shifted them so he was on top, and she giggled at the sudden power dynamic. Alaric smiled against her lips. How much he missed the sound of

eyes, jaw, then trailed down to her neck—every 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, and he held onto her so

Violet asked,