Glimmy

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. 

To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna.

This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. 

Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. 

To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. 

Yet, they all have their eyes on her.

They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.

Defy The Alpha(s)

The sudden pressure in the air was so intense that it felt like a noose was tied around everyone's neck and was being pulled to a choking point. Not just the students, but the wolves were breathing with anticipation. They were as still as a statue, their eyes blazing and their lips curled into snarls.

Violet had never seen such raw hostility. It wasn't just a game anymore; it was a war. Alaric's team knew this was their last chance to turn the tide. Thanks to Violet's performance, she had lifted their morale, hence there was no room for failure. Alaric in particular took it upon himself not to allow her efforts be in vain.

On the other hand, Asher's team were just as determined to crush them till they wept, and there was no hiding the aggression that showed in their taut muscle and glares.

The whistle blew right at that moment, slicing freely through the suspense like a hot knife through butter, while the Lunar Orb shot into the sky like a comet.

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