Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Kitten Roman

~ Lila ~

"Violet! HELP ME!" Lila shrieked as a ferocious-looking, yet absurdly adorable green Scottish Fold cat chased her like a demon possessed, her feet kicking up small clouds of dust.

This was not how she had planned to die.

Not heroically in battle — definitely not in the second great war.

Not in a tragic love story —like Elena and Kael

Not even from embarrassment at failing a test — sadly, no reference for this.

Boho! Of all the possible deaths, being mauled by a furious cardinal alpha in kitten form was not on her bingo card.

Well, what cruel fate had led her here?!

It was all thanks to Violet.

She should have known better. Even Daisy had warned that this was a terrible, horrible, catastrophic idea, but Violet, the shameless hustler, had roped them in with sweet words and unshakable confidence.

Because if there was one thing Violet Purple knew how to do, it was to milk people dry with a business pitch so convincing it could sell ice to a yeti.

And to be honest? Her logic had been sound.

Violet had recognized the demand in the market because thanks to the stupid — in her own language — hierarchy in the school, majority of the student population never got close to a cardinal alpha before graduation.

Not to mention touching, holding, or even standing near one was considered a privilege. Snapping a photo with one? It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

But now, thanks to fate — or karma, depending on who you asked —Roman Draven has provided the perfect opportunity.

A cardinal alpha, forced into the form of an adorable kitten? It was a once in life time chance that Violet, the ruthless businesswoman couldn’t give up on.

So she had pitched it perfectly:

"For a totally reasonable fee, you can HOLD, PET, FONDLE and SNAP AN EXCLUSIVE photo with Roman the Kitten!"

It was the ultimate souvenir!

A photo they could cherish forever and flex to their future children. And children children. To even the tenth generation — if they cared enough.

At first, her roommates had thought Violet lost her mind, but when they saw how profitable it was , eveyone was definitely in. Except there was a little problem, they had zero preparation and resources.

There was no marketing. No set-up. Not to mention, it was only a few hours before Roman shifted back to his human form and had his revenge on them. The goddess have mercy on them.

They needed speed and efficiency before Roman became entirely useless to them.

But Violet wasn’t the Purple Storm for nothing and Lila saw firsthand the power of connections.

All Violet did was one word to the right students, elite and non elite, mostly the ones who approached her during the Fangball match and bam! Everything fell into place.

The photoshoot was then set up in the Green Space, the school’s iconic garden known for its beautiful flowers, scenic stone pathways, and breathtaking water features. In one word, the serene aesthetic was perfect for capturing a "magical" moment with Kitten Roman.

Within the hour, the place was transformed into a professional-grade photoshoot, with all tasks delegated:

Camera crew? Check.

Props and backdrops? Check.

Soft cushions and luxury blankets for Roman’s "royal cat throne"? Check.

A ridiculous yet adorable wardrobe of kitten outfits? Also check.

Except that was where the problems began.

Dressing Kitten Roman.

One unlucky fool was chosen for the task.

And that unfortunate soul was her. Lila.

Somehow, one of the elite girls had miraculously ordered a batch of custom kitten clothing online, and it arrived in record time.

And the great task began.

At first? Roman had been calm.

A little too calm for her liking especially while staring up at her with those beautiful green eyes.

Except she should have known it was a mistake.

Lila should have listened to her gut.

Because the moment Lila tried slipping a tiny tuxedo over Kitten Roman’s head...

All hell broke loose.

The kitten who had been perfectly docile transformed into an unholy menace.

With his fangs bared, claws unsheathed, and with a murderous yowl, Roman lunged at her.

And thus, the chase from earlier began.

"Violet! HELP!" Lila screamed again, bursting out of the makeshift dressing room and running for her dear life.

A lover — well, not at the moment —, a cardinal alpha! A predator! Not a doll to be dressed up! _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}