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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

I felt nauseous, felt like puking. Even though the journey to the pack had lasted barely more than one minute, I felt like disgorging the contents of my stomach from my mouth. My throat was scratchy too. First time perks I think, from teleporting.

One second I was holding hands with Diana on one side, and Laura on the other side, connected to the hands of the other party troopers; we were all holding our hands together like a cult would while the queen stood in the centre of the circle and chanted things that I knew nothing about, and the next minute we were here.

The queen, she had been looking ethereal on her white gown which went beyond her ankles, and even shoes. She had a white mask on too. A white mask that enhanced the mystery that shrouded her. She didn't look human, she had looked like an angel.

At The Pack’s Party