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)

Daisy paced back and forth, practically vibrating with anger, and all that was missing was literal smoke curling from her ears.

Violet eyed her warily. "Daisy, I think you should calm down—"

"No! Don't tell me to calm down!" Daisy snapped, rounding on her immediately.

She thrust her face close to Violet's, rage crackling in her eyes. "We are outcasts, Violet! Rogues. They branded us like we're diseased!" Her voice cracked with frustration. "We're already this close to falling apart from all the bullshit they're putting us through, and you—you—made it worse by bringing Roman Draven's car here?!"

For once, Ivy decided to intervene. "Daisy, I think you should really take a deep breath and try to —"

"Don't you dare tell me what and what not to do with my fucking breath!" Daisy whirled on her too, totally losing it.

"Look at where we're living!" she shouted, her voice raw. "Take a good fucking look at our current living situation!"

Committing A Crime