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“What’s happening?” Violet’s voice cracked with fear. She cast a desperate glance around the circle of werewolves surrounding her, but no one answered. Not even Asher. D
Instead, they began to strip.
“What the hell…” she whispered, watching every single one of them
remove their clothing.
It didn’t stop at shirts. To Violet’s mounting horror, they undressed completely. In no time, every werewolf stood before her, stark naked.
Violet froze, her muscles locking in place as she was overwhelmed by panic and disbelief. She could have turned away, but where? She was surrounded, hemmed in on every side by naked.
werewolves.
Her feet felt glued to the ground, her tongue heavy in her mouth. Her wide, golden eyes bulging as they involuntarily took in the sight of so much exposed flesh.
And there, standing directly in front of her, was Asher.
Her gaze
locked on him, trailing over his broad shoulders and down his muscular frame. She wanted to scream, to demand an explanation for what was happening, but her focus wavered as she noticed something that made her pause.
Scars.
Asher’s body was riddled with them. Jagged, cruel scars marred his otherwise flawless skin. Some of the scars were faint and old, while others looked more recent, as though they’d refused to fade.
Violet’s heart clenched in her chest. She didn’t understand why, but staring at those scars felt like someone had physically squeezed her soul. Werewolves were known for their rapid healing abilities, their bodies rarely leaving any trace of injury behind. And yet these scars remained. There was only one weapon capable of leaving such marks.
Silver.
From the look, it was obvious that someone had tortured Asher, over and over, with silver. Who could have done such a thing to him? And why? Violet didn’t know why it mattered so much to her, but an unexpected great anger surged through her. Whoever had done this to him, they deserved to pay.
“Like what you see, princess?” Asher’s teasing voice broke through her reverie, shattering the moment like glass.
Violet’s head snapped up, anger flashing in her golden
yes. How could he smile at a time like this? After everything someone had put him through? And yet, his teasing words unintentionally drew her gaze downward again.
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Her breath hitched for an entirely different reason.
A very prominent, very large erection jutted out boldly in front of him.
Asher made no attempt to hide it. His unashamed desire was written all over his smug expression. 2
Her cheeks burned as rage mingled with embarrassment. He was shameless, absolutely shameless.
Determined to look anywhere but at him, Violet turned her head, only for her gaze to land on
Griffin.
Grinding her teeth, Violet tried to look away, only for her gaze to unfortunately land on Griffin
next.
The Cardinal Alpha was a walking tower of muscle. Built like a mammoth, his body rippling with stocky muscles that spoke of brute strength. And unfortunately, her eyes betrayed her yet again, landing on his… thing.
It was enormous. If there was ever a weapon to fear, it
with that. @
Such an unlucky lady.
was that. He could slice a lady in two
Violet inhaled deeply, steeling herself. They wanted to intimidate her, to make her squirm. But she wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction.
Had they forgotten who she was?
She was the daughter of a whore. She’d seen it all. Growing up in Nancy’s trailer, Violet had. walked in on more than her fair share of inappropriate moments. Men flashing their parts wasn’t shocking to her. It was almost routine.
If they wanted to give her a strip show, then fine. She’d watch. Who knows, she might even enjoy
- it.
And so it began….
Lifting her chin high with an arrogant defiance, Violet’s gaze moved to Roman next.
Unlike Asher and Griffin, Roman was leaner, his body built more for speed and agility. Yet he was no less imposing, his frame exuding power in its own way.
Roman, ever the showoff, struck a pose that made it seem like he was on a runway rather than standing naked in a circle of wolves. Unlike the others, he seemed to be having the most fun out
of this.
He caught her eye and winked, clearly enjoying her reaction. Violet rolled her eyes in response, muttering a curse under her breath before moving on to Alaric.
Alaric shared a similar lithe build to Roman, but his complexion was paler. Just like the others, he was eer…. perfect. If you know what she meant. Voliet could finally understand where all of
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But then, Alaric’s electric blue eyes bore into her with unsettling intensity, as if he were trying
to peer into her very soul. The weight of his stare made her stomach churn, and she looked away quickly, refusing to meet his piercing gaze any longer.
But then, everywhere Vi turned, she was met with bared flesh, confident stares, and an air of dominance so thick it threatened to choke her. But Violet squared her shoulders and forced herself to stand tall.
If they thought they could rattle her, they were in for a rude awakening.
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“Is this it?” Violet said with a loud voice. “Are you done filling my gaze with your little dicks?!”
The words left Violet’s mouth before she could stop them, and for a heartbeat, the world seemed to pause. Her boldness had caught everyone off guard, especially the Alphas. Their expressions ranged from stunned silence to annoyance. While some of them, like Roman, found it humorous.
But then, unexpectedly, laughter broke out, not from the Alphas, but from one the humans standing behind them.
“Guys,” said the elite student who laughed, a blonde with a smirk plastered across her face. Her voice carried the haughty tone of someone who lived for moments like this. “She called them little dicks! It seems Violet has been surrounded by puny dicks her whole life, and now she can’t recognize the real deal!”
The result was instantaneous.
The mocking laughter reverberated through the lawn, growing louder with the passing second. Violet felt the heat rising to her face, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.
This wasn’t how she had imagined things playing out.
She had aimed to insult the Alphas, to cut them down to size- pun intended–but instead, she had somehow dragged herself into a public debate about the size of male anatomy. And not just any debate, but one a about werewolf anatomy.
Great.
Why in the moon’s name would she be arguing about dicks in the first place?
