Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Asher’s Dilemma

Violet was going to miss her roommates, but this was for the best. All eyes were on them now, and drawing attention to her exit would only alert the wrong people—people like Principal Jameson, who was out for blood and desperate to catch whoever was behind the scandal.

If anyone asked about Violet, the boys were prepped to reply, "Asher took her."

And of course, no one questioned Asher Nightshade’s methods. Jameson might try, but he’d deal with it. Caroline had also whisked Elsie away somewhere, likely hoping to shield her until the heat died down. That was probably her grand plan.

As if.

Elsie’s reputation was ruined, no sugarcoating it. And Irene had already promised Griffin she’d use this moment to finally get Elsie off their backs for good. If it worked, they could all be with her openly, without any looming backlash.

So no, Asher wasn’t about to let her be served up as a scapegoat. If anyone had questions for her, they’d have to go through him first.

As for her roommates, Griffin, Roman, and Alaric would handle things while she was gone. She trusted them.

It was late when they left and Violet appreciated the city view. At one point, she stuck out her hand through the window, relishing the cool night breeze against her skin. Asher drove carefully through a silent road, away from the city buzz, until they reached a quiet area marked by a bold sign at the gate that read "KEEP OFF."

The house sat on private land surrounded by dense woods, tall trees rising like shadows in the dark. There were no streetlights in sight, only the eerie rustling of leaves that made the place look haunted. If it wasn’t the fact that Violet had come to trust Asher with her life, there was no way in hell she’d follow a guy like him into a secluded place like this.

The house was a modern bungalow, simple but elegant, with glass windows and clean lines. The environment was calm, even peaceful, but the quiet somehow made it feel more intense. Once inside, Asher gave her a quick rundown like a host welcoming a guest.

"The kitchen’s fully stocked. There’s a fridge, drinks, pantry items, everything you’ll need," he said, moving towards the hallway. "There are two bedrooms, the master and the guest room. Both have attached bathrooms. Your things have been set up in the guest room."

Wait a minute.....

"Whoa, my guest room?" Violet blinked. "I thought we’d be staying together...."

She trailed off, suddenly feeling stupid. Although they hadn’t explicitly discussed it, she had assumed. After everything they’d gone through, Violet expected tonight to be the night.

Asher looked at her. There was a pause, and then, like he’d caught her meaning, he said, "It’s been a long day, Violet. You need rest. Maybe something to eat? I can make you—"

"No, I’m good." Her voice came out sharp.

"Okay." Asher nodded, sensing the tension. Then he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Goodnight."

Violet stood there, dumbfounded, as he turned and walked to the other room.

What just happened? Was it her imagination or was Asher avoiding her?

Irritated and confused, Violet stomped toward her "guest room" and slammed the door so hard that it echoed through the house like a punctuation mark to her frustration.

The room was neat, cozy, but clearly masculine with its dark wood panels.

Still, it was okay. Opening the wardrobe, she found it filled with clothes in her size, some casual, some more daring. Even in her frustration, she couldn’t help but be impressed.

Violet peeled out of her heavy dress and went into the bathroom for a long, hot shower. But even as the water flowed down her skin, her mind wasn’t at ease.

By chance, had Asher lost interest in her now that he was finally free of Elsie? Was that it? Had she served her purpose?

No, that couldn’t be. Not Asher. He wouldn’t go through all of that just to walk away now. Nancy trusted him. And Nancy didn’t hand out trust like candy.

There was more going on. She could feel it in her bones. And she does not give up.

After drying herself off, Violet moved back to the wardrobe and began searching through it. There had to be something in there that would help in the plan she had in mind.

And then she found it. A sheer, barely-there purple nightgown that clung to the hanger like it was waiting for her. It was soft, sensual, and so see-through that it made her blush.

Oh, she was definitely wearing this.

Without hesitation, Violet put it on and the nightgown stopped just below her ass, thin straps at the shoulders, with lace tracing down the sides.

Violet didn’t know if Asher had picked this out himself or delegated it to his equally mischievous pack member, but whoever it was? Bless them. Because now, she had a mission. _{freёweɓnovel.com}