Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 330: Dirty Thoughts

It was worth noting—seriously worth noting—that Roman Draven was lucky to be alive.

After that completely unexpected and frankly absurd twist from the universe, Ezra King had stormed into the room only to find his mate, Nancy, in the arms of a very naked Roman.

It had taken exactly one punch to Roman’s face, a breathless, rushed explanation from Violet, the girls physically holding Ezra back from finishing what he started, and a lot of desperate pleading to keep Roman from being turned into wolf chow.

As it turned out, Roman had only intended to sneak in for a quick kiss, like he usually did, before the match. Instead, he left with a fat lip and a bruised face.

Well, at least his lips were tingling. Just not in the way he’d planned.

And thanks to that incident, Nancy was practically milking every detail she could about the cardinal alphas from her.

"So that’s the fourth one, Alaric Storm?" Nancy asked, pointing at Alaric at a corner of the room talking to commander Malakai.

"Yes, that’s him." Violet concurred with a sigh. She was so tired of talking.

The indoor combat training room had been repurposed for the event, and Violet had to hand it to Griffin for his quick thinking. The seating was arranged strategically, with parents given top priority. Any student who couldn’t find a seat had two choices: stand, or get creative, like squeezing in with a friend or sharing a lap.

cardinal alpha, no less, as a boyfriend was that Violet and her loved ones had front-row seats to the match. Griffin had

than their parents, they could not defeat them, at least, not publicly. Parents or not, these were still the leaders of their respective packs,

take over leadership until after graduation. If they were to defeat their parents in front of everyone, it could send the wrong message that they were ready to lead now. Wolves were creatures of hierarchy, hardwired to follow the strongest. A public victory could trigger

to intentionally hold back. Their job was to entertain the crowd

Violet was already on the edge of her seat. Even though Irene still wasn’t speaking to her or Griffin, that didn’t lessen Violet’s respect

this was going to be

arena,

weapons, and no brutal attacks permitted. However—" his eyes

both of students and parents murmured with

are simple," Malakai continued. "The match ends when one contender taps out or clearly concedes.

up with the flair of a wrestling announcer. "Now stepping into the

as Irene strode into the arena, and Violet swore she heard Nancy whistle appreciatively beside

when I grow up," Nancy joked,

help but burst into laughter,

sharp, angular lines down her

wasn’t the only one impressed because from the other side of the arena, Arion shot to his feet, puffing out

but she knew deep down that Griffin would be