Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 300: Her Mother-in-law

All eyes were on them.

Not on Irene who led the way—okay, maybe they’d stared at the woman at first—but now, their gazes were fixed on them. The little rogue pack escorting the famed Alpha of the East.

Lila had done justice with their outfits. Not flashy enough to be over the top, but just enough to draw attention. And most importantly, no shimmers or glimmers. At a glance, anyone would think it was crafted by skilled human hands, not with the dramatic flair of Fae magic.

Violet was the perfect rebel, stepping out in a hot pink blazer with silver spiking (thank you, Elsie, for the inspiration), layered over a white lace top. Her short skirt flared with pleated details and decorative buttons. While on her feet, she wore platform pink heels. Her signature purple hair was pulled into a slick, high ponytail that demanded attention.

Ivy wore a shiny, metallic pink mini dress paired with a white faux fur jacket and matching trapper hat. Chunky white platform boots wrapped in cozy faux fur completed the look, and her soft blonde waves peeked out beneath her hat.

Daisy opted for a bold, fitted pink pantsuit. Elbow-length white gloves with the fingers cut out hugged her hands, and her vicious boots clacked against the floor with every step. The tiny glasses perched on her nose were purely fashion, not prescription.

And finally, Lila herself looked sweet and poised in a light pink and white checkered blouse tucked neatly into a voluminous, layered tulle skirt in a deeper shade of pink. She wore powder-white heels and a delicate pink beret, with her short, wavy blonde hair pulled into a soft bun. A few loose strands framed her face like a masterpiece.

Individually, they may not have outshone Elsie. But together? They were quite a sight causing heads to turn, with whispers following them. Who were they? What were they doing with Alpha Irene?

The girls heard the murmurs, but they kept walking with their heads held high and backs straight. They were a rogue pack that looked anything but rogue.

It was not hard to spot Elsie. Not when they were heading toward her. Well, them. Elsie’s mother was here too. It was not hard to identify Caroline. Not when both mother and daughter stood side by side, with Elsie being a spitting image of the woman.

Violet had expected Irene to stop when they approached. Elsie had even stepped out with a sweet smile to welcome her, but the woman walked on ahead without even glancing at them. It happened so quickly that Elsie froze on the spot, her welcome smile still plastered on her face.

The look on Elsie’s face was so comical that it took Violet the grace of God to maintain a blank expression, because internally, she was dying with laughter. That move by Irene was a complete slap in the face. She had not acknowledged Elsie or her mother, treating both like mere air.

Violet had to admit she was impressed by Irene’s audacity. But then, of course, she was an Alpha female. Elsie and her mother were supposed to grovel at her feet, not the other way around.

They continued on with Irene, who headed to one of the ordinary tables, purposely ignoring the high table that had her name tag on it, and sat down.

entrance they wanted,

Irene suddenly asked her,

if she had been

to

and go

want us to

you’re my escort? So where are you going then? I didn’t permit you to

us to keep you company for the rest of the

decided to risk it, signaling the others to take position

It was too

her, Irene sighed, causing the girls’ brows to furrow with

guys planning to crowd around me and keep the fresh air away?"

Violet said, feeling sheepish all of a sudden. She was suddenly not the brightest when it came to this woman. "I don’t understand." She scratched the back of

Violet. You and your friends." Irene gestured to

Her table?!

head, "You’re

humble, but you’re the Rogue Queen. You should have your pride as well, and right now, I insist. Sit." Irene looked around at her girls.

expected this kind of response from the woman. At the mention of

verge of tears. "You’re so impressive, Alpha Irene. You’re

off, a small smirk

and Ivy

of them, her

was thrilled with the current arrangement, precisely the host

she refused to show it. She should have known better than to give those rogues any leeway. Now, with Caroline breathing down her neck, she needed to reclaim control

here for another Luncheon like every other year, Alpha Irene," she said so sweetly, her voice coated in just enough