My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Weak Point

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Chapter 263

~Valerie’s POV~

I froze, staring at it.

I had meant to use it for days now ever since the last incident, with Solstice but I always forgot... or made myself forget.

Now, though... everyone would be gone. No Isla whispering, or curious eyes. It would be the perfect time to finally do it. Bury a part of me that kept screaming to stay seen.

My phone buzzed again, dragging me out of my thoughts.

It was another message.

This one was official.

Professor Winnie has approved the bonfire. Attendance is compulsory for all senior year students.

Great. Unlike other Professors, I realised Professor Winnie was a lady who enjoyed being free and happy with ehr students as well as building bonds and positive connections.

I groaned and flopped backwards onto the bed, the dye still in hand.

Then, just as I sat up to stash it away again, the door burst open.

"Valerie!" Isla’s voice was loud and unapologetic, with Emerald right behind her.

Startled, the dye slipped from my hand and tumbled to the floor with a soft thud.

Both girls paused just inside the doorway, eyes narrowing slightly.

"What’s the delay?" Emerald asked. "Everyone’s already headed down."

I blinked once, then reached down—fast. I let my hoodie ’accidentally’ fall too and grabbed both it and the dye in one smooth motion, stuffing the dye quickly into the deep kangaroo pocket.

"Coming," I said, straightening. "I just saw the announcement."

"Girl, everyone had seen it like an hour ago," Isla chimed eagerly.

Noise filtered in from the hallway now—laughter, excited chatter, feet pounding against the stairs. It seemed like half the student body was already outside or well on their way.

Isla raised a brow but said nothing. Emerald was already halfway down the corridor.

I nodded once more, then turned, slipping my phone into the back pocket of my jeans.

I pulled the hoodie over my head, making sure the hidden dye stayed tucked inside, as soon as Isla walked into the room and moved quickly after them.

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~Author’s POV~

The room was dim, lit only by the soft purple glow of a floating crystal orb that hovered lazily in the center.

The window curtains were drawn, and the air was thick with the scent of nail polish, and lingering frustration.

Titania paced near the wardrobe, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her heels clicking with every sharp turn.

Her voice, when it broke the silence, was laced with venom.

"I just hate that girl."

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