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.

Music Recommended : Lost Without You - Freya Ridings. 


Violet didn't just see it on his face, no, she felt it tearing through the bond like a chasm opening in her chest. It was the same hollow feeling Alice had shown her in the vision, except now it wasn't some nightmare. It was real, and it was happening.


"No!" Violet screamed, clutching him tighter as though her arms alone could hold him here. His grip was loosening, slipping like sand between her fingers. Panic strangled her voice as she shook him. "No, no, no, you stay with me!"


Her throat burned as she threw her head back, her cry ripping into the sky. "You will not take him!" Her voice cracked but she roared anyway, a fury only grief could birth. "Do you hear me? If you're up there, if you can hear me, do something! You cannot give him to me only to rip him away. I refuse it! You will not take him!"


Chapter 598 - Can't Lose You