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Written by: The Oracle

Hello, my dazzling wolves and spellbound humans! It’s your favorite tea-spilling Oracle back with another steamy update from the chaos that is Lunaris Academy.

And once more, we’re diving right into the whirlwind that is Violet Purple!

The Violet Purple chronicles continue to stir our already bubbling tea pots, and it’s almost impossible to keep up with her fiery ESCAPADES. And trust me, this one will have you howling for days.

First on our plate: rumors of Violet having some rather... provocative dreams about none other than our dark and dangerous West Alpha, Asher Nightshade.

Yes, darlings, word on the grapevine is that Violet has been experiencing steamy nocturnal visits, courtesy of her subconscious. Now, here’s the million-moon question: are these just dreams, or has Asher finally taken the bull by the horns (or perhaps the storm by the lightning bolt)?

And before you ask, how long has this been going on? Has Asher’s name been whispered in her dreams since the scenting ceremony, or is this a new development?

Could it be that Asher’s infamous powers have seeped into Violet’s mind, or is our purple-haired enigma simply falling victim to his magnetic allure? Is Asher her final choice in what we’re calling "Violet’s Alpha Hunt"?

Either way, it seems the emotional fortress that is Asher might just have found his match.

But wait, don’t go penning their love story just yet. Asher’s "games" are legendary. Is this a move on the chessboard of his mind-bending power plays, or does he genuinely have feelings for Violet? Only time (and perhaps more dreams) will tell.

Just when we thought the dream tea was enough, we were treated to the sight of Griffin Eastwood—yes, the Griffin—carry an unconscious Violet from the classroom

like some heroic romance novel. If that wasn’t enough, the plot thickens: Griffin broke up with Amanda Rayes right afterward.

Let me repeat that for the people in the back: Amanda Rayes, Griffin’s longest-standing girlfriend, is out of the picture. And who’s at the center of it all? Our purple storm, of course.

Now, if you’re scratching your head wondering what led to this shocking split, you’re not alone. My sources say something went down before that dramatic walkout.

Let’s piece this puzzle together: Alaric Storm, Roman Draven, and even Roman’s beta, Abel, were spotted in that classroom prior to Griffin’s grand exit with Violet.

What were they doing? None of the Alphas are talking, but their silence speaks volumes. It leaves the rest of us to wonder: was this a clash of the Alphas, or something even steamier?

Now here’s the kicker: the next morning, Violet was spotted leaving the East House. That’s right, Griffin’s house. Early morning walk of shame, or something more innocent? Well, if history serves, nothing about Violet’s life is ever simple.

And let’s not forget our other Alphas. Roman, for one, has been noticeably quiet amidst all this drama. Could it be that he’s immune to Violet’s spell, or is he simply biding his time? Never underestimate Roman, after all, he’s the wildcard in this game.

Meanwhile, Alaric Storm, the ever-reserved lightning prince, has been suspiciously close to Violet recently.

Advanced Biology, anyone? Is Alaric’s silence his way of staying above the fray, or has Violet managed to spark something within him?

And if so, how will our brainy Alpha navigate this tangled web of alphas?

While the Alphas and Violet steal the spotlight, let’s not forget Lunaris’ reigning queen, Elsie Lancaster. Her silence on this entire situation has us all buzzing. Is she keeping her cool, or is the queen bee plotting her next move?

Violet’s meteoric rise is shaking the academy’s social order, and if anyone can maintain their throne amidst the chaos, it’s Elsie. But with Violet pulling all the attention—and perhaps a few Alphas—Elsie’s crown might be slipping.

Lunaris Academy is no stranger to drama, but Violet is a category five hurricane in human form. From dreams of Asher to the firestorm with Griffin and whispers of something brewing with Alaric and Roman, she’s rewriting the rules of this academy one scandal at a time.

So, the big question on everyone’s mind: who does Violet really want? Is she playing the field, or is she simply caught in an uncontrollable whirlwind of Alpha attention? Conspiracy wink!

One thing’s for sure, this story is far from over.

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

Yours ever nosy,

The Oracle.

Violet laid in bed, staring at the screen with empty eyes. The world outside her room buzzed with life, but she was detached, her thoughts miles away.

Just as she had feared, the Oracle had written about her as usual.

Violet had never been the type to obsess over her reputation.

Back home, she’d lived with a carefree attitude, unfazed by whispers or stares.

But Lunaris Academy had a way of making even the strongest willed care about the most frivolous of things.

After all, in this place, reputation wasn’t just a word, it was currency, power, survival.

She had once told Dion with pride, "I don’t fear the Oracle. I have no secret to hide." But as Violet stared at the damning image plastered across her feed, she realized how wrong she had been.

It wasn’t about secrets anymore. It was about perception.

The image was like a silent accusation, twisting the narrative of her life in ways she couldn’t control. Especially as she stared at the picture of her leaving the East House that morning. How did the Oracle even get hold of that? Who the hell was the Oracle? And who was helping her?

Perhaps everyone in this damn school. Whatever the Oracle was, he or she traded in secrets anyway.

If there was one thing Violet hated most, it was losing control. She despised the idea of someone else pulling the strings of her life, writing her story without her consent. And the Oracle was doing just that, manipulating her image, her actions, her choices, all for entertainment.

Violet’s hands clenched into fists, crumpling the fabric of her blanket. Her jaw tightened as anger flared in her chest, hot and consuming. She really was going to kill that little witch once she got her hands on her.

"You shouldn’t read those."