The first strike against my new reign wasnt a whisper; it was an explosion.
I seized the throne of St. Sebastian’s, but the shadowy organisation that runs this academy wants it back. They’ve declared war, turning our campus into a gilded cage surrounded by mercenaries and watched by drones. They think they can break me, scare my new court into submission, and reclaim their training ground.
Theyve made a fatal mistake. Theyve underestimated my protectors—a possessive gangster who will stop at nothing to keep me breathing, a vicious killer who needs me to love him, and a silent king who can ruin empires with a single phone call.
They think they’ve locked me in. They don’t realise they’re trapped in here with us.
