Defiant Beta and Her Unbreakable Souls

VIANNA’S POV The window to Rogan’s room wasn’t closed. I easily climbed the fence, dodged the cameras, and broke into his room. Then I crawled into his closet and covered myself with a row of his shirts. I was certain that the moment he walked into the room, he’d smell my scent right away. But he’d only think it came from the jacket I left behind yesterday. It was a carefully staged plan so I could prank him. Giggling, I texted my group of best friends: “Wish your Leader the absolute hottest night ever!” Lennox sent a text with a tongue-out emoji: “Crazy!” Fletcher: “Are you sure he won’t get mad?” Oh, Fletcher was always such a sweet guy. He differed from all the other alphas I knew out there. That made him a hundred times more amazing. I sent a kiss emoji: “Relax, he’s a man who can take a joke.” Joss sent a wink emoji: “Please stop overthinking, Flet. Everyone’s having fun!” “Hey, nice. But has anyone seen Katrina? She said she’d be back today.” This time it was Leya, sounding worried. Everyone reassured Leya for a bit before she sent her best wishes to me. Turning off my phone, I closed my eyes, rested my head against the closet, and imagined Rogan coming back and meeting me. He probably wouldn’t be so shocked that he’d faint, because these things were just normal stuff Vianna Keyes did. Not to mention today was a special day—our one-year anniversary! Yesterday, I told him I had a business trip today to prepare for a project protecting a politician’s daughter who was traveling to Egypt. That was the project my team and Aubrey’s team were competing for recently. Appearing alongside that daughter would give our team more experience in foreign security coordination, and the payout was extremely generous. Rogan acted sad because he thought I forgot our anniversary. Just imagine when he came home, thought about how heartless I was, and then got startled when I popped out. The sound of the door opening echoed, and I got into position, ready to pounce out. “You actually dared to bring me back to your room today?” a woman’s voice sounded. I shuddered. This was the voice of Aubrey Miller, my rival not only in the recent project but practically for my entire life. What was she doing in my boyfriend’s room? “Vianna went on a business trip,” Rogan replied. “Uhm, where did she go?” “Babe, did you come here to see me or to ask about my girlfriend?” “Naturally you.” That was when their lips and tongues touched most passionately. The sound of fabric rubbing together rustled. Aubrey groaned, her breath growing heavier and faster. Unable to believe my ears, I opened the door a little. The smell of alcohol rushed into my nose. Then I regretted it, wishing I were completely blind instead. My boyfriend just pushed my rival onto the bed, lay on top of her, and his masculine voice sounded, “Are you willing to surrender your soul to me, Aubrey Miller?” “Yes!” Aubrey arched her back, pressing close to him. “But you have to dump that bitch.” Rogan snorted. “Naturally, she’s a loose b***h. Right now she’s definitely lying under one of her male best friends.” “Or all three.” Aubrey giggled. “Three muscular, handsome, and delicious alphas. Anyone who describes them as a pure friendship is a liar.” “You like them too?” “I like you.” She kissed Rogan’s lips and they entwined with each other. I shrank back inside before seeing them completely naked. My mouth remained open in shock. They dared to talk trash about me while doing dirty things behind my back? So even when Rogan said he wasn’t jealous, the truth was he still was, and he wanted to use Aubrey as a way to get revenge on me? Really? Instead of talking, he acted like we were teenagers while we were almost thirty! I was an open-minded girl, I agreed. My one-night stands were so numerous that two hands couldn’t count them all. But I had a few extremely strict rules in my life. One, I didn’t sleep with my best friends, and the three alphas they just mentioned were my childhood best friends. Two, I didn’t sleep with anyone else once I confirmed I had a boyfriend. Even though the truth was that I didn’t have overly deep feelings for Rogan, it didn’t mean I made light of a real relationship. Damn it, I really intended for tonight to be special. So everything was ruined. Heartbroken? A little. The mixed emotion inside me right now was embarrassment and rage. I wanted to burst out of this closet and challenge the two of them. I didn’t want to become the pitiful type of woman abandoned in a relationship. But I wasn’t the type to rashly pounce on someone when they upset me either. Everything required careful thought. My teeth bit down on my lower lip so hard that I tasted the metallic tang of blood. Every muscle in my body screamed, needing to claw something. Then an idea flashed inside me. It wasn’t the deepest revenge, but it was still enough as a small prank to give them back their current feeling. The first thing I needed to do right now was wait patiently. A text came in. Luckily, I turned off the notification sound earlier. It was from Fletcher in the group chat: “How is it? Is he mad?” Me: “He isn’t. I am.” Fletcher: “?” “What the?” Lennox jumped in. Next was Joss: “Do you need us?” It was late at night, weren’t they sleeping? I carefully typed a reply: “Rogan cheated on me with Aubrey.” Fletcher: “Which Aubrey? Don’t tell me it’s Miller?” Me: “Bingo!” Joss sent a string of angry emojis that turned the whole screen red. Fletcher: “Where are you now? Are you okay?” Me: “Inside Rogan’s closet. They’re making love very loudly.” Joss: “V, GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE NOW. I’M COMING TO TEACH THEM A LESSON!” Me: “No, I want to play a small prank on them. It’s not enough, but I definitely won’t make tonight pleasant for them.” Fletcher: “Vianna, Rogan is the Alpha’s son. No need to make a big deal out of it.” [Joss removed Fletcher Silverhart from the group] I smiled. Joss was always such an impulsive person. But he was very cute, always pampering me a little even though I was the team leader. And I liked that. Lennox: “Finally… alright, F is gone. Now tell us how we can help you?” Me: “No need. Given his personality, I guess he’ll challenge me.” [Joss added Fletcher Silverhart to the group] Joss: “@Fletcher stop her!” I wiped my face and turned off my phone. My heart felt a little lighter. It was fine, everything would be okay. Even without Rogan, so what? I still had my friends behind me, and a place I could return to. About an hour later, Rogan and Aubrey fell asleep. I slipped out of the closet, gathered their clothes, and hid them. Going into the bathroom, I prepared a bucket of water and started splashing it over both people lying on the bed. “Dirty things need to be washed clean with water!” I laughed out loud, watching both of them thrash around in panic. Normally Rogan would catch me right away, but today he was drunk. Plus he just made love. He definitely couldn’t react in time! Aubrey screamed loudly, while Rogan fell off the bed. Both of them stumbled around, trying to find their clothes. “Vianna!” Rogan roared. “What?” “When did you get here?” “That’s none of your business.” I threw the bucket at him. Rogan caught the bucket, squeezed it tight, and threw it. The bucket slammed into the wall with a loud bang. “I’m giving you five seconds to apologize to me!” “No. You’re the one who did wrong. Why should I be the one to apologize?” I crossed my arms. “Vianna!” Aubrey shrieked. “You crazy b***h!”