The Supernatural Realms faces a harrowing prophecy—an apocalypse destined to wipe out all beings, starting with the werewolves, then witches, vampires, and finally, humans.

     To prevent this, the werewolf high council formed a pact with other creatures on earth. Each realm would send a candidate to the Brookshigh Academy. 

The goal was to discover if an alliance/bond between an Alpha and a representative from another realm could produce a bond powerful enough to stop the impending apocalypse.  

    This year, the humans have chosen Hope. 

    When Hope’s sister vanished without a trace from Brookshigh Academy years ago, Hope never believed she’d follow in her footsteps. But with nothing left to lose, she accepted a scholarship to the very same school.

What she discovers inside isn’t what she expected. Brookshigh isn’t just an academy, it’s a den of Alphas, it wasn't  what it's portrayed to be. Beneath its prestigious facade lies a brutal hierarchy, where power is currency, and the weak are prey.

Hope's arrival disrupts the status quo, catching the attention of not just the academy's most formidable Alphas but most powerful supernatural Villains and representatives. 

    
Caught between ruthless supernatural factions and hunted by enemies she wasn't aware her parents had made,  Hope must survive a world where all she thought was a lie and fiery tale was living, breathing and asking for her love. 

    She knew  it was all a game of survival here. 

But she has vowed that in  this dangerous Den of Alphas, she won’t just be a pawn in their games. She will be the wild card that changes the rules forever.

Jeremy's assessing eyes take in my head to my toes. He snarls at me and walks away in the opposite direction.


I sigh, following his fast-paced steps. "What are you doing, scribbling on a paper? How is that supposed to help us?"


"Uhhh. Josie, was it? She said she'd provide a spell once we are ready to come back to the real world and she gave me this to write on. She's a good witch, brother."


I snort to myself at how horrible he has become as of late. "How can Josie..." I clench my fist and let out a breath through my mouth before I can continue.


"Josie is not a witch, Jeremy. It's weird, don't you think? You scent and know everyone at first glance once they lock their eyes with yours, but as of recent, you seem to be losing your catch."


I am ignored. Fucking ignored by Jeremy.


Two hours later, we manage to get back to the real world. Apparently his note-spell stuff works, but I'm sure as hell it wasn't Josie's doing.


Chapter 69 - She can't wake up.