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.

They had no choice but to call Asher and brief him on the situation.


Violet stayed quiet, watching Roman with the phone pressed to his ear, his usual cocky air stripped away as he listened intently to Asher's voice on the other end. They had always been close, and seeing Roman draw strength from that bond made her heart settle in a way nothing else could.


"Here you go," Roman said, handing her the phone when he was through. "Asher wants to speak to you."


Violet's heart skipped. Butterflies stirred in the pit of her belly as she accepted the phone, a nervous smile tugging her lips. It was ridiculous, wasn't it? The prophecy said she was destined for all four of them, yet doubt always slipped in. What if the second bond dulled what she felt for Asher and Alaric?


But the moment she heard his voice, those doubts burned to ash.


Chapter 527 - The L Word