Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: His Punishment - 1

The moment Alpha Henry’s footsteps faded down the hall, that was when Elsie snapped out of her daze. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

"You little bitch! You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!" she shrieked, lunging at Violet with all the grace of a feral cat.

But she didn’t get far because Asher was in front of Violet in a blink. "Touch her," he snarled, his voice cutting through the hallway, "and I’ll rip your face off."

The Alpha power in his voice hit Elsie so hard that she froze mid-step, causing her eyes to widen and her breath hitched. Even Caroline staggered in place, her lips parting in stunned disbelief.

"Asher?" Caroline breathed out, as if trying to process what she was seeing, as if the boy standing before her wasn’t the same graceful heir she once praised.

But Asher didn’t even spare her a glance. His slitted gray eyes, sharp as glass, flicked to her with the cold disdain of a predator sizing up an insect.

Then, without a word, he grabbed Violet’s hand, fingers tight but sure, and stormed away leaving the stunned crowd.

Violet knew Asher was furious. She could see it in the tight line of his jaw, the sharp pull of his shoulders, the way his fingers curled around hers just a little too tightly as he dragged her along. She didn’t protest. Yes, not a word. Instead, Violet followed him quietly, and obediently.

The students they passed knew better and didn’t dare whisper, nor risk a second glance, not when Asher’s aura was crackling like a brewing tempest.

The halls gradually emptied as they walked, until finally, when there was no one in sight, Asher yanked her into an empty classroom.

The door slammed shut behind them.

In the next breath, Violet was pinned roughly against the wall with Asher’s face so close she could feel the heat of his anger.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!" he snapped, his voice rough, and his nostrils flaring.

"I wanted you away from my father, and you go and throw yourself at him like some kind of sacrifice?! Are you out of your damn mind?!"

But before he could go on, Violet twisted quickly, spinning him so his back hit the wall with a thud. She pressed in close with her hips pinning his, her voice low and heated.

"First of all," she murmured, eyes flashing, "don’t yell at me."

Asher growled, his hands shooting up as if to shove her away, but she pushed back with her hips, just a little too hard, grinding into him unintentionally.

He let out a guttural groan, half anger, half frustration.

That was not what Violet planned, but it worked in her favour anyway.

"Secondly," she said, her voice a velvet threat, "I said, don’t yell at me."