Violet stood paralyzed, watching the chaos unfold around her, her heart hammering against her ribcage. She had known her decision would shake the school, but she hadn't expected it to unravel into complete madness.
Griffin struggled to keep the peace, but it was a losing battle. Asher was beyond livid, his rage rippling through his pack, igniting an instinctive aggression in them
His wolves had taken aggressive stances, snarling and baring their fangs, their bodies coiled. They were ready to defend their Alpha, to strike down anyone who dared oppose him.
On the other hand, Roman, who had borne the brunt of Asher's punch was not pushing for revenge, no, it was his pack demanding for violence. Both packs might have been friends in the past but they weren't about to stand back and let their Alpha be attacked without retaliation, especially when Asher had already sunk his teeth into him.
