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 not just the academy's most formidable Alphas but most powerful supernatural Villains and representatives. 

    
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.

Death isn't exactly the worst outcome here—but it's definitely not my Plan A, neither is it my Plan B or C.


I step back carefully, my boots crunching softly against the dirt. My spine brushes against the set of small trees, planted together and trimmed to form a boundary. Its thick branches claw at my back, its thorns pricking through my clothes. The fucking monster lifts its blood-stained muzzle, sniffing the air.


I'm too busy quietly losing my mind to notice the footsteps right away. But the deep, bone-rattling roar that follows? That grabs my fucking full attention.


I'm already experienced enough to know who I saw was never Annika. And I pity Klaus for thinking he could manipulate me with such an illusion.


Everyone's supposed to be racing for the center of the maze to win, but if Josie gets the chance to leave me behind and sacrifice a few points to get ahead, she'll take it. No doubt.


Chapter 119 - A little bit Selfish