Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: No Grand Entrance

The girls spent the entire morning sorting and tidying up their things, reclaiming some sense of normalcy after Elsie and her entourage had practically ripped them from their old dorm.

By the time they finished, the rooms looked nothing like the disaster they had walked into and they felt a little pride at finally having things under control. For now, this was enough.

Daisy plopped down on the newly repaired wooden chair, all thanks to Lila, who had pieced together the broken scraps they’d discovered in the living room. Ivy, meanwhile, had already put in an order for a proper sofa set to be delivered as soon as the rain cleared.

"I’m hungry," Ivy complained, rubbing her stomach.

"Me too," Lila added.

Daisy eyed her curiously. "You actually eat human food?"

Lila said casually. "Of course. Though it’s nowhere near as incredible as Fae cuisine. Just one taste of our dishes and you’d never go back to anything else. But human food isn’t that bad, you know. You guys come up with some wild combinations."

Daisy’s brow quirked up. "So you get hungry the same way we do?"

"Yes and no," Lila explained. "Unlike the average human, I can go weeks without physical meals, surviving on magical energy. But I’ve been in your realm long enough that I’ve kind of... adapted. Let’s just say I’ve been conditioned to crave food like a human does."

Ivy couldn’t help but ask. "You’ve been in the human realm for how long, exactly?"

At that, Daisy and Violet both looked up with curiosity.

"I’ve been here since the day the queen sent me to find the princess," Lila said simply, leaving them to fill in the blanks.

Violet paused with suspicion, tilting her head. "How old are you, exactly?"

Lila shrugged, answering in the most casual tone, "Oh, I’m not that old, just a hundred and sixteen."

And that was the final straw.

Ivy fell off her seat with a yelp, while Daisy and Violet’s jaws dropped.

What does she mean by not that old? The words stunned Daisy especially.

Her grandmother hadn’t even lived half that long. They were friends with someone they should be calling their ancestor.

After a moment of stunned silence, Violet cleared her throat to break the tension. "So... you guys said you’re hungry, right? Let’s go get some food." She checked her phone. "It’s lunchtime."

Ivy and Daisy turned disbelieving stares on her, like she’d suggested leaping off a cliff. Finally, Daisy found her voice. "Where exactly do you think we’re going to eat? Please tell me it’s not the dining hall."

They all remembered the morning’s humiliation clearly enough. The glares, sneers, and the unfriendly vibe was enough to tell them It wouldn’t bode well for them, being Rogues now.

Violet, ever stubborn, refused to bend. "Where else if not the dining hall?"