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.

Those were the first words Violet blurted out the moment she stepped into her mother's private chamber.


"It's not their fault. It's mine. They were only following—"


Queen Seraphira cut her off with a voice  so flat and serious that Violet halted mid-sentence.


The queen's gaze moved slowly from her daughter to the four men standing behind her.


The Cardinal Alphas exchanged brief looks with one another before glancing back at Violet. Then, without another word, they began pulling out chairs around the table and sat down.


Their expressions were puzzled and wary. 


Just like Violet, they could sense something was wrong.


Seraphira sat at the head of the table, her back straight and her hands clasped neatly on the glossy surface. While the queen was never particularly expressive—as a ruler she rarely allowed her emotions to show—this was different.


There was tension in the room. Heavy and 


Chapter 809 - Take Out The Queen And Princess