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.

The best part about having the organizer of the event, and a cardinal alpha, no less, as a boyfriend was that Violet and her loved ones had front-row seats to the match. Griffin had even set up a barrier to make sure no one crossed into the fighting zone and got hurt.

From what Violet had learned from Griffin, this match was just a drill. Whether or not the cardinal alphas were stronger than their parents, they could not defeat them, at least, not publicly. Parents or not, these were still the leaders of their respective packs, and even a playful event like this could be taken seriously in the werewolf world.

The cardinal alphas wouldn’t officially rule or 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 unrest or challenge the existing order.

So, even if the boys could win, they had to intentionally hold back. Their job was to entertain the crowd with a good show, showcasing Lunaris’s flagship education, and nothing more.

Alpha Irene and Griffin’s fight was up first, and 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 for the woman. In fact, she was most excited to see her in action.

Yeah, this was going to be good.

Commander Malakai stepped up onto the middle of the arena, his voice ringing out through the speakers,, loud and clear.

"For those new to the event," he began, "this match is a demonstration only. There will be no bloodshed, no weapons, and no brutal attacks permitted. However—" his eyes swept across the crowd with a knowing look, "—it will still be violent, so viewer discretion is advised."

The audience made both of students and parents murmured with excitement.

"The rules are simple," Malakai continued. "The match ends when one contender taps out or clearly concedes. That’s it. May the best Alpha win."

With that, he stepped aside, but instead of exiting quietly, his voice amped up with the flair of a wrestling announcer. "Now stepping into the arena, the Alpha of the East, the iron-fisted legend herself, Alpha Irene!"

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

"I swear, I want to be like that woman when I grow up," Nancy joked, her eyes shining with pride.

Violet couldn’t help but burst into laughter, because honestly? Same.

Irene had changed into a stunning red jumpsuit, custom-fitted and sleek as hell. The fabric hugged her curves perfectly, high-necked and long-sleeved with sharp, angular lines down her waist and legs that gave her an even fiercer silhouette. Black combat boots and fingerless gloves completed the look, making her look every bit the warrior Alpha.

And clearly, Violet wasn’t the only one impressed because from the other side of the arena, Arion shot to his feet, puffing out his chest as he announced to anyone within earshot, "That’s my woman right there!" freewebnoveℓ.com

It was a sweet gesture, one that had Violet smiling, but she knew deep down that Griffin would be dying of secondhand embarrassment at his father’s theatrics where he was.

Before the cheering even died down, Commander Malakai’s voice rose again, hyping the crowd to the next level. "And now, the reigning champion of Lunaris Academy! The beast himself, Griffin Hale!"

The arena exploded with noise. Nearly every student was on their feet, screaming and chanting "The Beast", showing just how beloved Griffin was.

"Hot damn, Violet," Nancy said, eyes locked on the arena. "You are one lucky girl."

Violet felt her cheeks flush immediately, and when she looked, she knew exactly why Nancy had said it.

While Irene had given them a show in that knockout jumpsuit, Griffin had taken the opposite approach. He strode into the arena shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of loose black pants that hung low on his hips, leaving the rest of his glorious body completely exposed.

Every perfectly sculpted muscle was on full display: his broad chest, powerful arms, and those deep, chiseled eight-pack abs that looked like they’d been carved out of marble by the gods themselves.Griffin’s tanned skin gleamed under the lights, taut and flawless, the movement of his body a perfect display of strength.

Violet swallowed hard, her mind doing dangerous things. One of these days, she swore, she was going to drag her tongue over every inch of those abs, nice and slow. Hell—what was she even thinking?!

She shook her head quickly, face burning as she forced the thought out of her mind.

Focus, Violet! Focus on the match and not on the dirty thoughts she planned to do to one of her boyfriends.