Violet was late to school, but she couldn’t care less since there were no classes today anyway. The academy had cleared its schedule, giving room for creativity as students threw themselves into prepping for the grand event that was Parents’ Week.
Above all, Violet was pleased about the fact her plan was going smoothly. Just a few minutes ago, she’d received a message from Lila confirming that the bug camera had been carefully and strategically planted in Elsie’s room. Daisy, as expected, would handle the loose ends and keep an eye on whatever juicy information the bug managed to uncover.
She and Ivy had come to school not because they wanted to, but because skipping would’ve drawn unnecessary attention to their absence. Rogues were outcasts anyway, it wasn’t like they belonged to any club or society. They had nothing to offer, and no one was exactly lining up to associate with them. So yes, they practically had nothing to do.
But that wasn’t all. They needed to keep an eye on things, just in case any incriminating information dropped that could help with their grand plan—and more importantly, to keep an eye on Alaric. That part was Violet’s idea though. One she hadn’t voiced aloud for fear of earning a few judgmental stares from her friends.
Although the girls followed her loyally, she knew they didn’t fully approve of her entanglements with not just one, but all four of the cardinal alphas. Truth be told, even Violet wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing. She hadn’t quite wrapped her head around it herself, so she could only imagine how it looked from the outside.
Still, Violet was determined to make them see what she saw in the boys, especially Asher and Roman. Alaric had been forgiven, or at least given a pass after the disaster they’d just put him through. Hopefully, he survived it.
But her girls had sworn a Fae pact never to speak of what they’d learned about Asher’s past.
Not that they needed reminding.
Asher might spare her because she was his "Purple Queen," but if the others even whispered a syllable of his secret, Violet knew without doubt he would compell them to their death.
Something was wrong. Violet snapped out of her thoughts, a sudden chill crawling up her spine. She could feel the weight of a thousand eyes boring into her.
Not that it was unusual for students to stare at her like some walking soap opera. Being the Rogue Queen came with its brand of daily drama. But this time was different.
This wasn’t the usual curious and gossip-hungry stares. No, this one was cold, condescending and downright hateful. The air was tight as if she had walked into a room where everyone had been whispering about her and stopped the moment she entered.
Violet’s instincts told her something must had gone down and clearly, she hadn’t gotten the damn memo.
Without a word, she grabbed Ivy’s hand and veered toward the closest classroom, hoping to hide for a moment and piece things together what was going on. But the moment Violet opened the door, she knew she’d miscalculated.
The room was full, packed to the brim with students and they all turned to look at her. In eerie unison, their expressions hardened, their disgust so palpable it slammed into Violet like a punch to the gut.
Violet froze. She swallowed hard and took an instinctive step back.
Fuck.
They looked like they wanted to murder her.
Even Ivy felt it and was the one who grabbed Violet’s hand this time, pulling her out of the room.
"I think something’s happened," Ivy said quickly as they walked down the hallway, the student’s eyes following their every move.
"Exactly," Violet agreed, the wheels already turning in her head. Then it hit her. "Have you checked the Oracle’s article today?"
"Not exactly," Ivy replied. "It popped up on my feed, but we were too busy searching for you after your mysterious disappearance. And then when you came back, it was all about the plan. So there was no chance to look into it."
"Well, we better look into it now," Violet said just as she spotted an empty classroom. The two of them slipped inside, pulling out their phones.
It wasn’t hard to find the Oracle’s post. For some students, it was basically scripture. The kind of thing they read before even brushing their teeth. So of course, notifications were always on.
@Mira: Okay, can we all use our brains for like two seconds? Violet and Roman literally just got together like YESTERDAY. How does she give him an STD overnight? Y’all need to calm your infected imaginations.
@Packbabe (replying to @Mira): Shut up. You don’t know how long they’ve actually been sneaking around. It could’ve been months. You think they’d tell us?
@silverAngel (replying to @Packbabe): More like Roman infected her. Everyone knows he’s put his little pecker in every punani from East House to the North House.
@Packbabe (replying to silverAngel):
Oh please, don’t spread lies about the size. We’ve all seen Roman’s baby maker and it sure as hell isn’t little. Respectfully.
@Mira (replying to @Packbabe): No wonder, your brain is as dirty as your manners.
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