In an Empire ruled by kings barely out of boyhood yet already steeped in blood and power, Royal Imperium Prestigia High is where monsters are crowned—and innocents are devoured.

Five thrones rule the elite academy: Dante, the werewolf alpha; Kaelric, humanity’s apex predator; Vesper, the vampire overlord; Xeari, the werecat king; and Ryuzaki, the celestial kitsune. To their subjects, they’re gods.

For most girls accepted into Prestigia, it’s the pinnacle of existence. The highest honor. Their dream—a chance to brush shoulders with royalty, to earn the favor of the five ruling kings, and maybe, if they’re very lucky, be claimed. . 

They spend their days chasing their attention, starving for a glance, a word, a touch.  

They worship the kings like gods.  

They would die to be noticed.  

And some do.  
But Blazar staray is different. 
Sold into slavery and raised as an assassin, Blazar infiltrates Prestigia under the alias, Orion spade, a noble boy from a bankrupt forgotten noble line. 

A seer warned her: her scent is a siren’s call to beast-blooded males, igniting their primal hunger. She smells irresistible, like the perfect mate, awakening their most primitive urges to chase and claim.
But in a world where beasts rarely crave their own gender, her disguise as a boy is both her shield and her greatest gamble.Her mission? Kill a king—or die in the worst way possible.

Yet Blazar unintentionally draws the kings’ lethal attention:

Dante craves her submission.

Kaelric hungers for her defiance.

Vesper is addicted to her blood.

Xeari stalks her like prey.

Ryuzaki wants to uncover her hideous nature.
They should have ignored her.  

They were supposed to.  

But now they’re circling her like predators, each with their own twisted interest.  

Now, the hunter becomes the hunted.

To survive, Blazar must outwit kings born to rule ruthlessly, all while hiding her identity—and a deadly secret that could destroy her if exposed.

Blazar Staray won’t play their games.
And she certainly doesn’t kneel.

Her finger tapped the glinting icon, revealing the trending post by THE PULSE—the academy's most infamous gossipmonger.


Renowned for spinning wild rumors, peddling propaganda, and crafting elaborate conspiracy theories, this was the empire's most notorious purveyor of scandalous news.


SCANDAL ALERT: IS VESPER DRELL FINALLY OFF THE MARKET?


Hold onto your pearls, because today's tea is so scalding hot it could melt Kaelric's icy glare.


 That's right—our royal bad-boy vampire prince, Vesper, King of Flameoria—who famously never dates anyone longer than it takes to drain a wine glass—might just have found his type.


 And shockingly? It's not the radiant noblewomen throwing themselves at his feet.


Chapter 50 - The pulse.