Every century, 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 the academy's most formidable Alphas

    
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.

I look around me with furrowed brows. I'm sure as hell this is where I left my bag before entering the bathroom.


"Gosh! Am I destined never to use a bathroom on this campus? Bag thief, seriously?"


I take a slow step forward, my eyes scanning the empty hallway. Nothing. No bag, no trace. Not even someone's movement is there. My pulse ticks up. That bag has my phone, earpiece, notebook, and school ID. And it's also a new one I got with almost all my savings.


Just once I decide to spend on myself, someone tries to play a fucking game with me.


I crouch slightly, peering under the sink behind the corner trash bin. Still nothing.


My fingers curl into fists. Who the hell would even steal a bag that has no money in it?


I'm close to giving up and going to Principal Kaveri, but the fucking culprit comes out of the bathroom to wash her hands—carrying my bag like it's hers.


Chapter 29 - Bag thief