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)

"Aren't you going to come in, Ivy?" Daisy asked, eyeing the girl rooted at the threshold.

Violet had already stepped inside without incident, Daisy and Lila followed soon after. Now, only Ivy remained outside as she stared at the horrible interior.

"No!" Ivy wailed, voice shaky with dread. "This has to be a nightmare! I cannot live in a place like this. I'd rather die than be forced to stay in this shack!"

Everyone sighed, as they were reminded in that moment that Ivy was the aristocrat among them. She had likely never stepped foot in such squalor in her entire life, let alone being condemned to live there.

Unfortunately, even though they sympathized with her , the harsh reality remained the same: Ivy couldn't stay outside forever. Not that inside was any better. The roof leaked in several places, dripping rancid water that smelled foul whenever it splashed down. Eww

Blame Violet