Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 335: Take Care Of Them

Violet wasn’t even sure she was breathing. The crack of Asher’s arm breaking echoed loud in her head, over and over.

"No!" she screamed, the sound ripping raw and desperate from her throat as Asher crumpled to his knees, clutching his shattered arm.

Her heart pounded so violently she could feel it hammering in her ears. She stood frozen, rooted to the spot, her soul splitting apart with helplessness.

She wasn’t the only one shaken. Human parents were now hurrying out of the arena with their children, unable to bear the brutality any longer. The ones who remained began shouting their outrage. Henry had crossed a line, breaking every rule of the match. Even the Alphas were rising to their feet, tension crackling through the stands as they watched the situation get out of control.

But Alpha Henry didn’t care. Not one bit.

Unfortunately, even with his arm broken and hanging limp at his side, Asher refused to back down. He kept fighting, but it was wild and uncoordinated now, and Henry toyed with him easily, laughing like the twisted psychopath he was.

"Alpha Henry, that’s enough! Let the boy go, now!" Irene’s voice boomed from her seat, her eyes blazing with fury.

Henry barely spared her a glance, dismissing her completely, as if she were air. Instead, he yanked Asher around until he was facing Violet.

Violet’s pulse skittered, her chest tightening as she saw Henry gripping Asher’s good arm. Her eyes locked onto his, and Henry smirked, cold and cruel.

"Oh God," Violet choked out, her stomach plummeting as realization hit. He was going to do it. He would snap Asher’s other arm, right there, and right in front of her. It was a classic villain’s move. Henry wanted Asher broken, humiliated, powerless and for Violet to watch him fail. His intention was to scar them both.

"V-Violet?" Nancy’s voice shook with dread as she saw Violet tearing off her jacket and unfastening anything that would weigh her down. "What are you doing?"

But Violet ignored her. Alpha Irene, Caspian, Henry, none of them were moving fast enough while that monster kept hurting her Asher.

She was not waiting anymore.

Before Nancy could even react again, Violet vaulted over the barrier and sprinted into the arena, her heart thundering in her chest.

To be honest, Violet had no idea what she was doing. Her feet just kept moving, propelling her forward on instinct. Henry’s wicked smile only widened when he spotted her charging toward him. Asher saw her too, and his voice rang out, raw with panic.

"No!"

plan all along. No one interfered in a fight between two alphas because it was too dangerous. If Violet got hurt, Henry could easily claim he had lost control, that it

at that stubborn bull of

just get free and just one second, look Henry in the eye, he’d drag him straight to hell. But Henry

bellowed at once, leaping

they weren’t going to reach her in time, not with the speed

exactly why she didn’t aim to take Henry head-on. She wasn’t reckless enough to go toe-to-toe with the "Supreme" Alpha.

a few meters away from him, using the slickness of the polished floor, she shifted her weight and dropped, sliding at full force between Henry’s legs like a blur.

slid all the way through, Violet’s fist rocketed up, striking him hard right in the

as pain took

feral snarl, Asher swung his good fist and

Griffin’s fist lashed out, slamming into Henry’s chest with such force that the man was lifted off his

it didn’t

into a gleaming green horse, so as Henry soared past him, Roman twisted, using his

the entire thing had been choreographed down to the last

blast of electricity that crackled through the air and slammed into Henry’s

Still, it wasn’t over.

direction. Without missing a beat, Violet twisted around and delivered one final punch square to his face, packed with all her

fell to the

nothing but stunned silence. The entire arena was frozen, their eyes wide, and jaws slack. No one

the cardinal alphas’ parents. Other than that year when Elijah had taken the boys away, they had never seen such

But then her lips curled, her eyes lighting up, and she slowly began to clap, each smack of her hands echoing in the quiet. Arion was next, his claps louder and

a fuse had been lit. Applause and cheers crashed through the arena, loud and chaotic, the walls reverberating

been exposed as the villain

adrenaline, finally let out a wail, clutching her hand. "Aww! Come on!" she cried, the pain from that last

Not when her eyes found Asher, still on the ground, his

screamed, bolting toward

was already there, crouched beside him,

happening?" Violet demanded,

bones," Alaric said grimly, his eyes scanning Asher’s arm. "And it’s starting to heal

God," Violet’s stomach dropped, a