The Play-Toy Of Three Lycan Kings
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?
In The Cave
The terrace.
That's where I thought we were going to, but seeing Adam take a detour into the garden right after the terrace was a huge stop in the show.
My movements slowed until it came to an abrupt halt. Why the garden? What is going on there?
I looked around me. There was no student or teacher in plain sight. Everyone was busy eating their lunches and I was here following an ex bully, or still bully-who knows what he has in stock for me into a garden I haven't been in since ninth grade.
"Coming or not?" Adam questioned., his face blank of emotions. He must have noticed that I wasn't following him up.
I couldn't tell if he was happy, sad, frustrated or whatever. His handsome face was just void of feelings. He could be talking about the weather for all I knew.
"Where are we going to?" I asked him, drawing invisible lines on my jacket, slipping my hands into the pockets out of habit.
I was nervous; like so nervous.