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Defy The Alpha(s)

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.

Glimmy · Fantasy
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199 Chs
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Caught In The Rain

"I mean, think about it. My hair is Purple. Who in this school has such an unusual color of hair aside from Roman. And he's a werewolf." Violet said with excitement in her voice like a detective uncovering a grand mystery.

"Just because you have purple hair doesn't make you a witch, Violet. Trust me, witches don't exactly walk around advertising themselves like that."

Alaric leaned in again, his lips ghosting over hers, but before he could kiss her, Violet not only turned away but also placed a firm hand on his chest and pushed him back. Her mind was whirring with newfound theories, leaving no room for romance.

The maker of the moon, have mercy on him. Alaric sighed internally as he cast a glance down at the bulge in his trousers.

Violet, meanwhile, was entirely oblivious to his predicament.

"Then maybe I'm Fae," she pressed, her eyes sparkling with the idea. "The Fae are known for unnatural hair colors."

"And powers," Alaric added dryly.