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.

Michah practically froze at the sight of her tears. 


"Why are you crying?" he asked, startled by her sudden reaction.


The whole thing caught him completely off guard. For a moment, he genuinely thought she'd burned her tongue or something. Or maybe the soup wasn't to her taste? But the tears didn't look like those of someone offended by flavor.


"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Micah," She choked out, "I'm so sorry for hurting you."


Oh. It dawned on Micah at that moment what this was about. The conversation that he had carefully danced around in fear of rejection all over again.


"It's alright," he said with a casual shrug, forcing a smile. "I'm cool with it."


"No!" Adele shook her head quickly. "You shouldn't be cool with it. I was the one at fault here. I should never have done that, tried to erase the bond because I was scared of what the future with you might hold."


Chapter 632 - Forgive Me