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Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

The Play-Toy Of Three Lycan Kings

As I toweled myself dry, I gritted my teeth in anger and retribution as I beheld the scars on my body; scars that had been left behind by Adam and his brothers.

They weren't much, thanks to the wonderful medicines of Peter, but they were present on my skin, a reminder of what I had gone through.

Oh yes, I liked it to an extent. It would help me remember the atrocity they had committed against me. It would help me never to forget his act of wickedness. It would help me never forgive him for his inhuman betrayal.

When I was done with drying myself up, I took up the clothes that Diana had left at the bed, and starting with the pants, which were black and stretchy, I started getting dressed.

They were okay. I accepted when I was done dressing. The big cloak, or was it a sweater? I am not sure- was okay, though it was damn big. Good I have already gotten used to wearing oversize shirts when I had been bullied at the pack.

Scars And Breakfast