About the Book
As friends become enemies and enemies become villains, the Ironside underbelly casts a very wide shadow over everyone within its walls. The academy that once promised Isobel Carter salvation has pulled back the curtain and revealed itself for what it truly is.
A pretty little prison.
She may have been reduced to a puppet behind a screen, but at least the Alphas of Dorm A are there to heighten her performances, quicken her breath, and flood her face with colour for the cameras.
Maybe they will even catch her when she falls.
Or maybe they have been pulling the strings all along.
The bars of her prison may be gilded, but survival is a messy game, and what do Sigmas do when they can’t keep their hands clean?
They get filthy.
Beware the pretty monsters, because this social media game just got brutal.
