Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 316: His Punishment - 1

The moment Alpha Henry’s footsteps faded down the hall, that was when Elsie snapped out of her daze.

"You little bitch! You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!" she shrieked, lunging at Violet with all the grace of a feral cat.

But she didn’t get far because Asher was in front of Violet in a blink. "Touch her," he snarled, his voice cutting through the hallway, "and I’ll rip your face off."

The Alpha power in his voice hit Elsie so hard that she froze mid-step, causing her eyes to widen and her breath hitched. Even Caroline staggered in place, her lips parting in stunned disbelief.

"Asher?" Caroline breathed out, as if trying to process what she was seeing, as if the boy standing before her wasn’t the same graceful heir she once praised.

But Asher didn’t even spare her a glance. His slitted gray eyes, sharp as glass, flicked to her with the cold disdain of a predator sizing up an insect.

Then, without a word, he grabbed Violet’s hand, fingers tight but sure, and stormed away leaving the stunned crowd.

Violet knew Asher was furious. She could see it in the tight line of his jaw, the sharp pull of his shoulders, the way his fingers curled around hers just a little too tightly as he dragged her along. She didn’t protest. Yes, not a word. Instead, Violet followed him quietly, and obediently.

The students they passed knew better and didn’t dare whisper, nor risk a second glance, not when Asher’s aura was crackling like a brewing tempest.

The halls gradually emptied as they walked, until finally, when there was no one in sight, Asher yanked her into an empty classroom.

The door slammed shut behind them.

was pinned roughly against the wall with Asher’s face so close she could feel the

fuck is wrong with you?!" he

father, and you go and throw yourself at him like

before he could go on, Violet twisted quickly, spinning him so his back hit the wall with a thud. She pressed in close with her hips pinning

all," she murmured, eyes flashing, "don’t yell at

to shove her away, but she pushed

guttural groan, half anger,

not what Violet planned, but

voice a velvet threat, "I said, don’t yell

in

the third time," she whispered, voice like

a long beat, Asher just stared at her, his chest rising and falling, tension coiled so

the wall and let out a long breath, his

ruin him. And the

finally spoke, his voice was

looping her arms around his neck, her lips curving in a faint smirk. "What do you think?" she asked him. "I was punishing him for you. Not that my little prank even scratches the surface of what

that... for me?" he asked, his

quick, teasing kiss against his mouth. "Why else would I waste my time on the likes of

a second, Asher just stood there, as if the air had been knocked clean out of him. "No one’s ever done that for me," he murmured, the raw edge

at him, her fingers tugging gently at his hair. "Well, you better start getting used to it," she whispered, "because this is only