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Written by: The Oracle

Hello, my scandal-loving stars of Lunaris Academy! It’s your one and only Oracle, here to sprinkle some honey on your nectar and hype you up for the event of the day. So cozy up with your tea because my tales promises sparks that even Alaric’s storms can’t outshine.

If you haven’t heard (and seriously, what part of the earth are you from?), the bonfire party at the Silver Glade is happening this Friday night.

And trust me, you don’t want to miss it.

The cardinal alphas are throwing it, and if history has taught us anything, it’s that these alphas know how to throw a mean party.

Think roaring flames, music that’ll make your heart race, and enough drama to keep us buzzing for weeks.

So grab your fanciest fits, because this is going to be the place to see and be seen. And let’s not forget, the party isn’t just about the good times. Oh yes, I’m talking about our very own love triangle extraordinaire.

First things first, let’s give credit where it’s due.

Our reigning queen bee, Elsie Lyka Lancaster, has reminded everyone why she’s at the top of the food chain.

The way she claimed Asher in the Silvered Court was nothing short of iconic.

Her bold kiss was a statement to everyone in the room, especially a certain purple-haired whirlwind, that Asher Nightshade is hers.

And let’s be honest, man, was that kiss freaking hot!

If I could give awards for public displays of affection that double as power moves, Elsie would be walking away with gold.

At least now, Violet gets a firsthand lesson in how it’s done and Queenbie Elsie has a masterclass in claiming what’s hers. But—plot twist alert!—did it work?

Let’s rewind to that verbal sparring session between Asher and Violet at history class. Asher’s words still have me swooning:

Okay, stop. Is this not the most romantic thing you’ve ever heard?

Was Asher confessing his love for Violet right in front of the whole class?

If that’s the case, this love story just took a turn that none of us saw coming.

All this time, we thought Violet was the storm wrecking Asher and Elsie’s ship.

But It seems the tides have turned, and now it might be Elsie who finds herself in the way of a love that’s blooming fiercer than our bonfire.

Can someone hand me some tissues? Because if this is a love story in the making, I’m here for it.

But let’s not get caught in tonight’s excitement and forget Violet’s moment of glory. Combat class gave us the highlight of the day when Violet delivered a very direct message to Asher, right to his family jewels.

I mean, we all love a strong woman, right? Sure, Asher was a little naughty for picking an unwilling partner (we see you, Mr. Nightshade), but Violet kicking him where it hurts was the cherry on top of this drama sundae.

Note to Violet: You might want to watch out for the Nightshade clan. They probably aren’t thrilled with the idea of their heir potentially losing his ability to, well, produce heirs.

With all this tension—sexual and otherwise—between Violet and Asher, I’m on the edge of my seat waiting to see what the bonfire party brings.

Will Elsie take another sexy stand? Will Asher and Violet finally settle their differences, or will the other Cardinal Alphas have their screen time with our purple storm, especially after that rainstorm last night. Conspiracy wink.

One thing’s for sure: this party is going to be legendary. So, Lunaris babes, dress to impress, bring your best vibes, and don’t forget your dancing shoes. Because this Friday night, the Silver Glade is where all the magic, drama, and tea are going to unfold.

As always, I’ll be watching (and sipping tea) to bring you the juiciest updates. Until next time, keep your claws sharp and your secrets sharper.

The Oracle.

"Ahh!!!!!!" Elsie’s scream reverberated through her massive walk-in closet, right before she smashed her phone against the wall.

The shattered pieces of the expensive device littered the floor, but Elsie was obviously not satisfied as she stomped on them furiously. Her face was contorted with fury, her blue eyes blazing with rage.

"Elsie, try to calm down," Grace said tentatively, stepping closer to her friend. If she could even be called that.

But Grace’s attempt to pacify her backfired on her. Elsie’s manicured nails dug into Grace’s chin as she grabbed it roughly, forcing her to meet her gaze.

Grace winced from the sharp pain but she dared not resist her. Around them, the other girls sat frozen, exchanging uneasy glances but none of them did anything to intervene. They knew better than to cross Elsie when her temper flared.

"I do not subscribe to her magazines, fund her lifestyle, and support her platform only to have that nonsense written about me!" Elsie snarled, her voice dripping with venom. "Who does that bitch think she is?"

With a sharp shove, she released Grace, who stumbled back and rubbed her aching jaw. The tension in the room was so tensed that no one dared to breathe too loudly, fearing they might become the next target of Elsie’s wrath.

"Cancel my subscription to the Oracle’s magazine," Elsie barked, pacing back and forth like a caged lioness. "Put out a post and let my followers know I’m boycotting her! And make it clear to them that whoever doesn’t stand with me is against me. And do you know what I do to my enemies, Grace?"

Grace hesitated, glancing nervously at the others before murmuring, "You... crush them."

"Exactly!" Elsie spat, her fist clenching as her lips curled into a cruel smile. "I crush my enemies. That little gossipmonger is going to regret the day she thought she could cross me."