Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 294: Elsie In Charge

Moon Feed Exclusive: FIRST DAY FEVER — PARENTS WEEK BEGINS!

Written by: The Oracle

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Darlings, the air smells of perfume, politics, and parental panic because it’s officially the first day of Parents Week at Lunaris Academy!

The Oracle is practically bouncing in her heels because I can hardly contain my glee. This is the week where boyfriends turn into future husbands, girlfriends charm future mother-in-laws, and the elite strut their stuff for legacy approval. The school has been transformed into a parade ground for power-dressing parents who whisper blessings (and hidden threats) between canapés.

Ah yes, a week of family bonding, proper etiquette, and unfiltered chaos. What more could a girl ask for?

Spotlight Alert: Violet Purple!

But of course, it wouldn’t be Lunaris without a little scandal on the side, and who else but Violet Purple to steal the spotlight again?

Because guess what? Our lovely rogue girl was seen leaving Asher Nightshade’s bedroom yesterday. Yes, you heard me right. Bedroom. Morning. Same sentence. Somebody fetch Elsie a cold drink!

At this point, we were convinced Violet’s royal roster only included the Lightning Prince Alaric and the sexy gentle giant Griffin, but it looks like she’s on a roll. One might say she’s collecting Kings like Pokémon cards. Gotta catch ’em all, right?

Now if that doesn’t reek of revenge, I don’t know what does. Or—wait, could this be love?

Because if so, Violet Purple may very well be the luckiest girl in all of Lunaris history. I mean, who needs flowers when you’ve got four Alpha heirs tripping over themselves?

But then, where does that leave Queen Bee Elsie? No Kings. No Knights. Just one party throne and a burning grudge. Could this be the season where the Queen becomes queen without a kingdom?

And speaking of burning, what in the flaming hell does Asher mean by "punishment?" I don’t know about you, but that sounds very fishy. Hopefully, the only thing Asher’s catching this time is feelings—and not, say... Super Chlamydia.

(Yes, yes, I’m still side-eyeing those of you who believed that rumor. Get help.)

Meanwhile in Tragedy Land: Alaric.

Now switching gears to our prince Alaric Storm. Once, he controlled thunder and lightning with a flick of his wrist. But now he’s attracting bird poop, wasps, banana peels and shit puddles. He’s been demoted from Cold Prince to Cursed Prince in under twenty-four hours. Obviously, the universe seems to be running a sitcom at his expense.

say it’s karma for what he did to Violet. And if that’s

Health Watch: Mary Out

student guide, Mary, will not be leading the parent tours this year due to "health complications." In her place, Yenniffer has taken over. Let’s

Elsie’s Counterattack?

intends to host a killer Luncheon that would steal the

so bright. Your fire’s flickering, and if you’re not careful, Elsie might teach you how to

usual, you don’t have to worry, Oracle Nation, with parents in the building and tensions high,

stay tuned, my lovelies. As always, I’ll be watching (and sipping tea) to bring

The Oracle

8:00 AM.

so gleefully predicted, Lunaris Academy was suspiciously perfect. There was not

like fresh lilies and lemon wax, and the old glass

had been replaced as well with Hydrangeas, Orchids and blooming roses saturating the air. Classes were somehow in session with teachers teaching and students actually listening. Not one student could be spotted loitering in the

had cast an enchantment of "Good Behavior" over the entire academy. If one didn’t know

anyone who truly knew the school

students were

and vanish when not needed," Penelope said, her voice so

model from a powdered rose commercial, but her

ended yesterday but apparently not. They had been

fairy godmother and, right on cue, a group of elite girls in matching pastel blouses walked forward, arms

with stiff smiles and judgmental eyes. When they reached Violet and her friends, the handoff was a bit more aggressive. The package practically slammed against her chest, but she said nothing. She just took it with the kind of calm that

girls

was a coffin. Inside of it was a blush pink fitted A-line dress with a modest neckline and cap sleeves that screamed choke

a tiny pearl earring set, and a miniature pin with Elsie’s face, because of course,

Violet’s stomach churned.

sick joke," she muttered

Penelope wasn’t done. Not even

no frizz. If your hair’s curly, straighten it before the occasion," she announced, pacing like a drill

her like a ticking bomb. She probably wanted to murder someone right now.

Some of our guests are sensitive to cheap fragrances," Penelope added with a prim smile. "Which is why we’ll be providing

her hand. Not like she was in a classroom, but because it