Defy The Alpha(s)-Chapter 312: Uncovered Secret

Moon Feed Exclusive:PARENTS, POWER PLAYS, AND A WHOLE LOT OF PINK

Written by: The Oracle

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Oh, my sweet scandal-mongers of Lunaris Academy! The Oracle is vibrating once more like a champagne cork about to pop because, honey, Parents’ Week is officially in full swing and boy, oh boy, it is giving everything it was supposed to give and more.

The hallways of Lunaris are absolutely glowing, and the students are lighting up at the sight of their daddies, mummies, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunties — you name it. If they could claim ’em as family, they were tackling them like touchdown runs at the entrance. Heartwarming? Yes. Tearjerking? Slightly. Did I sob into my herbal tea this morning? Maybe.

And let’s not forget how Yennefer strutted our fancy academy around, parading our top-tier facilities like a proud peacock. I mean, if humble bragging was an Olympic sport, we’d have taken gold, silver, and bronze simultaneously. Thankfully, both the parents and Yennefer survived the tour.

Power Players Alert: The Cardinal Alphas’ Parents Enter Stage

Of course, what’s Parents’ Week without our royals? Griffin Hale and Alaric Storm’s parents made their grand appearance, and whew, the air shifted, baby.

Let’s talk about Irene Hale for a second because good heavens above and the full moon below, that woman continues to leave me speechless. She enters a room and every man’s balls shrivel and every woman either wants to BE her or BOW to her.

Imagine power. Then imagine it in that tall frame, and a stare that could gut a man at twenty paces. Irene doesn’t demand respect, she rings it out of the air. No wonder she’s got two husbands just to keep up with her. One man alone simply could not survive.

And while Mama Hale looked like a walking power move, poor Elsie seemed to be...how do I put this gently... floundering in the art of impressing her potential mother-in-law.

No kidding, hon. You don’t just charm Irene Hale with hair flips and fake smiles. Irene could eat girls like Elsie for breakfast and still have room for a full English meal. So yes, not a good look, Elsie darling. Not a good look at all.

The Luncheon That Broke Moonfeed (And My Heart)

Before I spill that tea piping hot, let’s just talk about the "volunteer" uniforms Elsie foisted on her loyal helpers.

Pastel nightmares.

Tragedy in fabric form.

I almost wept for salvation when I saw them. Was this punishment? Or was this just a really bad fashion sense?

Because while our dear Ice Queen Elsie was out there shining like a diamond-dipped goddess, her "help" looked like they crawled out of a 1950s dystopian ad for household servitude.

Was it intentional?

Oh, sweet summer children, who am I to say a word when the ice queen hasn’t spoken.

Except four rogues said: ’Nah.’

That’s right, my sweets, Violet Purple and her roommates said NOPE and stepped out looking like power incarnate.

Let me paint you a picture:

PINK.

SASS.

UTTER SLAYAGE.

Violet, Ivy, Lila, and Daisy, they looked like an elite rogue Barbie army ready to take over the academy. You could practically hear the angels sing.

Ahem. Has Momma Hale Switched Allegiances?

Now, here’s the hot tea, my darlings and it’s scalding.

It’s starting to look an awful lot like Irene Hale has switched camps from Team Ice Queen to Team Rogue Pack.

Yes, you read that right.

Because while Irene might be power incarnate, she’s also no fool. She could smell the arrogance, entitlement, and frankly unbecoming behavior oozing off Elsie during the Luncheon.

And yes Caroline.

If there was a prize for the most tone-deaf, cringeworthy act yesterday, it goes to Caroline Lancaster.

Dragging Violet Purple’s name through the dirt publicly, calling her the "daughter of a whore"? At a Parents’ Luncheon?

Tsk. Tsk. Caroline, sweetheart. This isn’t Real Housewives of Lunaris.It was tacky, tasteless, and horrifyingly amateur.

In those days, family background was looked into properly before considering marriage. I’d suggest to whom it may concern that they do the same now before graduation.

No wonder Irene dipped out early. It was safe to say it: Elsie’s Luncheon was a royal disaster.

New Ships and Old Wounds

But hold onto your hats, because if Griffin Hale’s dreamy smiles and lingering glances were anything to go by, it seems our boy might not just be off the market — he might be auctioning his heart exclusively to Violet Purple.

And if Irene’s early blessings are real and not just wishful thinking, then we are looking at full-scale social revolution, babies.

Imagine it: A Rogue and an Alpha Heir defying every rule and breaking every norm to be together at Lunaris Academy? That is quite huge.

If Violet and Griffin survive till graduation, then we’re going to witness a loud political upheaval outside these foundation’s very walls.

And if the Rogue Queen is smart? She might just snatch another Alpha or two along the way. Wink wink.The Oracle sees all, but a girl’s gotta save some secrets for later.

Elsie’s Not Out Yet

Now, don’t go writing Elsie’s obituary yet. She still has a few cards up her manicured sleeves. Remember, she’s related to Alpha Caspian, and has connections with Alpha Leon, and Alpha Henry. Influence that runs deep. Perhaps she can turn things around. Maybe.

Final Thought:

The queens are clashing.

The crowns are wobbling.

The parents are judging.

And I’m here for EVERY SECOND OF IT.

So stay tuned, my lovelies. As always, I’ll be watching (and sipping tea) to bring you the juiciest updates. Until next time, keep your claws sharp and your secrets sharper.

The Oracle

6:32 Am

"Oh fuck, yeah," Elsie Lancaster moaned, her head lolling back, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as Grace worked her over like a woman possessed.

After yesterday’s humiliating accident, her mother’s vicious scolding, and today’s brutal takedown by the Oracle, it was safe to say Elsie had snapped. She needed to blow off steam, and what better way than letting Grace drive her all the way to the ninth heaven?

"God, you’re so good at this. Go faster!" she cried out, her moans echoing shamelessly through the room.

Fisting a hand in Grace’s hair, Elsie yanked her closer, demanding more, and Grace, ever the eager servant, welcomed both the pain and the praise like a woman starved.

They were tangled together, lost in the rawness of it, Elsie already teetering at the edge of release, when a sharp voice sliced through the air:

"What the hell is going on here?"

Both girls froze.

Elsie’s eyes snapped open, her heart slamming against her ribs as she looked up only to find herself staring into the furious face of her mother, Caroline Lancaster.

God. No.

Elsie and Grace broke apart at once, scrambling away from each other like two guilty children caught doing something bad. Wide-eyed and breathless, they both looked toward Caroline who stood frozen, unmoving, her face blank with pure, disbelieving horror.

Had anyone told Caroline in her wildest imagination that her daughter would one day be caught rolling around with another girl, she would have laughed it off as madness.

Had it been sex with a guy? She could have stomached and controlled the narrative. Damage control was practically second nature to her — there were always ways to fake virginity if she put in the effort.

Her daughter Elsie was the sweet, untouchable queen of the academy after all. The Boys could be reasoned with. Threatened if necessary. Above all, their loyalty would be secured once Elsie wins them over to her side.

But this? This was a scandal she couldn’t smother. This was a brand she couldn’t wipe clean once exposed.

Her daughter caught getting off with a girl? No, Caroline couldn’t take it. She couldn’t even move at first, rooted to the floor as fury and disbelief warred inside of her.

Elsie, seeing the look on her mother’s face, hurriedly wrapped a blanket around herself and stumbled toward her.

"Mother, I can explain!" Elsie blurted out desperately. But she barely made it halfway.

Smack!

The slap came out of nowhere, sharp and vicious, jerking Elsie’s head to the side.

She stood frozen, one hand flying to her stinging cheek, her heart hammering in her chest.

Her mother had scolded her many times but she had never hit her before.

Not until now.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Caroline’s voice was pure venom, shaking with rage. "Where has your mind gone to?! Anyone could have come in— anyone!"

She waved her hand wildly at the open door as if the thought alone could summon the entire academy to witness their shame.

"And honestly—" Caroline scoffed bitterly, the sound dripping disgust, "You and this human scum?" she referred to Grace.

Elsie’s didn’t step back.The sting on her face was nothing compared to the boiling anger growing inside of her. She lifted her chin, and met her mother’s furious gaze with a defiance that had been simmering for years.

"Since I’m restricted from fucking around like all the normal kids out there, I found myself a safer choice—!"

Smack!

Another slap landed, harder than the first.

This time, Elsie’s whole body swayed, but she didn’t fall. She stood there, cheek burning, heart pounding. Her pride and pain were tangled up inside of her until she wasn’t sure which would kill her first.