Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 652: Have A Talk

The classroom door swung open, and Daisy let out a long breath of relief. "Thank God, you’re here." She hurried forward and wrapped Ivy in a tight hug.

Ivy embraced her back, then pulled back, eyes wide and tense. "She really called you? Luna Zara?"

Daisy nodded, still shaken. "Yeah. She questioned me about Violet and Lila."

Ivy’s expression twisted in fear. "What do you think we should do? What if we just run away? My family has a private property in the city. We can hide out there until this all blows over."

But Daisy shook her head. "No, Ivy. Running away only proves we’re hiding something. We can’t do that."

Ivy hesitated. "Then what do we do?"

"We stay," Daisy told her. "We simply keep our heads down, and act normal. The moment we run, we look guilty. Violet would want us to be brave, not cowards."

Ivy sighed, running her hand through her hair. "What in the world is going on here? Where is Violet? What happened this time?"

"There’s one person we can get information from," Daisy said.

"Who?" Ivy asked warily.

"Natalie Avax."

It was just one name, but Ivy’s face twisted instantly in disgust.

"Blah!" she groaned, making a face. "You mean the bitch who took Violet’s place?"

her voice was unmistakable. Everyone knew Violet should’ve been the one in charge of the fifth house, but Natalie, with her family name, privilege, and connections,

cool with it," Ivy muttered,

place. Even though Principal Jameson claimed the Luna ranking had been scrapped, the hierarchy still existed. Only this time, a human was sitting on

Natalie, but if

"Fine.

still ongoing, but neither of them cared, they had bigger problems. After almost twenty minutes of searching, they finally found Natalie Avax tucked away in

of the reading tables, lunch spread out neatly before her: a bowl of creamy pasta, fruit slices arranged in perfect symmetry, and croissant. Typical Natalie. Even eating, she looked like she

the queen bee be eating somewhere less common?"

a look and

lifted her gaze, her eyes cold and calculating. "Violet’s minions," she said coolly, setting down her fork. "What do you

gasped. "Minions?

a silent warning. Then she cleared her throat

back lazily, twirling her fork between her fingers. "And why," she asked with quiet amusement, "would I do

dripping from her voice. "Because, at some point, I actually believed you

lips curling into a smirk. "Tough luck," she said with a cutting tone, "

help. You don’t owe us

in her icy composure. She leaned back in her chair.

Both girls shouted in unison, loud enough that a few

to yourselves. There’s already enough tension brewing at in the wolf packs. We don’t need the whole academy panicking. And yes,

look with Ivy. "Missing?" she whispered. "What do you mean missing? Where

"I don’t know," she said flatly. "And honestly, I’ve answered your question and I’d prefer to keep my

her arm in warning. "Thank you for telling us," Daisy

didn’t respond, she just waved them off dismissively, like

muttered under her breath, "So Luna Zara came to us thinking we actually have an idea where