Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 457: Unexpected Visitor

Asher Nightshade was a monster.

And no, Violet didn’t mean that literally, though that didn’t mean she meant it in a good way either.

Six hours.

Six grueling, soul-sucking hours.

That was how long he kept her in the so-called foundation class.

Apparently, Asher Fucking Nightshade had not appreciated the fact that she’d been breathing like a buffalo with a deviated septum after just a one-minute chase from Griffin.

And in his own words, not hers:

"You think your enemies will wait while you catch your breath? This isn’t a game, Violet. It’s a fight for your life. Now move."

"But I have the power to decimate them on the spot!" Violet had snapped back, glaring.

"Oh, you have powers? That’s cute," Asher had said, his voice as flat as his patience.

"You mean the same powers you can’t summon at will? Powers mean nothing if you collapse after two minutes in a fight."

"He’s right, princess," Griffin had chimed in with zero remorse. "Your enemies won’t care how powerful you are if your knees give out before your magic does."

"Not to mention," Alaric added, lounging like he wasn’t secretly invested, "what if you’re in a situation where your magic is suppressed? It’s the skills you build that’ll save your ass."

And of course, Roman, who couldn’t resist putting his voice in the mix, said,

"Powers will get you attention, princess. Stamina will keep you alive."

Then, to top it all off, Asher had looked her dead in the eye and said, "So tell me, would you rather keep whining or start training? Your choice, Princess."

His voice had practically dripped with sarcasm.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how Violet found herself roped into the most torturous training session of her life, all thanks to one discipline-drenched, emotionally constipated Alpha named Asher Nightshade.

Nonetheless, Violet understood it was for her own good even if she didn’t like it one bit.

And that was how she ended up collapsed on the long couch, freshly showered but still feeling like she’d been steamrolled by a stampede. She hadn’t felt the ache while in the bathroom probably because her body had gone temporarily numb and no, she hadn’t offered any noble guard to join her. Asher had taken that position all on his own — and she was too tired to tempt him.

Now, with her muscles screaming and her limbs stiff as stone, reality was back with a vengeance.

hadn’t taken Lunaris

If they’d relied solely on Commander Malakai’s curriculum, they wouldn’t be the good fighters they were today. Each of

like them. She was a conscripted student, shoved into the academy only in her final

think

if he

think so.

rolled over before Alaric could finish, cutting him off

"Oh. There she is."

a tired sigh just as Roman and Alaric eased onto the sofa. Roman

feel?" Roman

dramatically. "I can’t even lift

with a shrug.

her throat knowing getting used to this

pain," Roman said suddenly, and Violet lifted

his eyes then took her leg without permission

get into your pants." Roman

pressed into her calf muscle and the breath left her body in a traitorous sigh. God, this felt good. His hands were

like seduction, "Relax and let the professionals

shirt to knead at the sore muscle near her collarbone. A jolt of warmth shot through Violet and her

us take care of you." Alaric told her, pressing

with no choice, Violet groaned in surrender and shifted, sitting up just enough to lean back against Alaric’s chest. His arms bracketed her as he dutifully rolled the knots from her shoulders with the kind

two men would be the

his thumbs into the tight knots and Violet sighed, her head tipping slightly to

was bliss. Absolute, treacherous

hands slid higher up her thigh. Quite too high to be

her spine. He was already watching her, smirking

withdrew his hand like

stared at him, stunned, her cheeks flushed and heartbeat quicker than normal. Most of all,

and Roman just resumed massaging her outer thigh carefully, and

and occasional breathy moans that made Violet want to slap herself escaped her lips. But gods, it felt too good to tell them to stop. Roman and Alaric’s hands moved in sync, tugging tension from every inch of her

gave out and her mind drifted. Her body was completely

even realized it, she fell

she was

It took me quite a lot to walk

brother waltz into

the school’s entire female population. His dark wavy hair was tousled