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.

My eyes keep drifting to Landon, watching as he attempts—and fails—to train Hope. I don't know what's got him so fixated on her, but whatever it is, it's starting to look like a problem. He's not training her. He's toying with her. Like a predator playing with its prey before the kill.


I suppress a smile as she hits the ground again, harder this time.


It's another Tuesday and the second-year FART members are in charge of training the first years.


Across the yard, Elena meets my gaze; she gives a subtle shake of her head, then flicks her eyes from Landon back to me. She sees it too.


Maybe it's for the best that the Alphas aren't in training today since they'd gone to town for an investigation, and this one is critical: to track down whatever weapon was recently used to wipe out a whole freaking pack in one night.


Chapter 80 - Payback