Chapter 208

“Shut up!” Viviane shrieked. Then she pointed a finger at me. “You dare attack my pack? Now that you started it, the Alpha Heir can’t blame me for finishing it.”

She snapped her fingers, and her goons closed in on us.

“Get the princess out of here,” I told Paris. “I’ll handle this bunch of hens.”

“No,” Danielle said. “We’ll fight hens together.”

Before we clashed with our foes, a male voice boomed, full of outrage and authority.

“What the hell is going on here?” Going-gray suddenly appeared between us.

What was he doing here?

His annoyed gaze found me first, as if I were the troublemaker.

“You again, Pip girl?” he snapped. “Can’t you stay out of trouble for five minutes?”

“No, good sir, it’s not me this time,” I said. “It’s so unfair that everyone always assumes it’s me without investigating first.”

 Over Going-gray’s dark, warning look, I realized which one I should direct the fire to. I thrust two fingers in the shape of a gun in Viviane’s direction. “Blow Job led her mean crew over to harass us. First, she made a racial slur against good Princess Danielle, and then one of her lackeys threw dirt on our food. I’m sure there’s some shifter rule about spoiling another’s food. If not, make one as soon as possible.”

I paused to suck in a breath. “And then that dumbfuck blonde’s loose skirt dropped to her dirty ankles. Maybe she did that intentionally just to get attention—some shameless toads would do anything to have a second of fame. Know what I mean? Paris was quick to think on her feet, so she snapped some pictures. We’ll put them on the Academy’s network. Feel free to check it out later, sir. We want it to go viral, like old TikTok. Then Blow Job blamed us—”

“Shut the fuck up, you stupid rat girl!” Viviane screamed.

I noticed the entire restaurant had gone deathly quiet while I’d vomited my words all over. Well, at least Viviane’s nickname had been exposed, and there was nothing we could do about it now.

Face burning red, Viviane charged me, but Going-gray blocked her. He was amazingly fast and strong, considering his age.

“While I’m here, no brawling will be allowed in this fine military school that I helped build,” he snarled. “The one who lands the first blow will go to Solitary.”

I blinked. Solitary? That didn’t sound attractive.

Viviane trembled with rage. “Did you hear what she called me, Prince Jay? A lowlife insulting the Heir to the Great European Shifters Kingdom shall be put to death immediately!”

“In your barbaric backyard, maybe.” Danielle puffed up her chest and snorted. “But this isn’t your territory. This is the North American Shifters Kingdom ruled by His Majesty, King Grayson. You’re just like me, a guest student in Shifters Academy. And Pip is under my protection. If Prince Jay deems we’ve broken any rules, I’ll take full responsibility.”

I applauded. At my gaze of encouragement, Paris and Summer clapped their hands too. But we all stopped as Going-gray glared at us.