Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 330

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 rules are simple," Malakai continued. "The match ends when one contender taps out or clearly concedes. That’s it. May the best Alpha win." _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

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