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?
"We should go." Adam said, as we lounged around near the borderlines of the clear water.
We must have been lying down there, holding each other for more than twenty minutes after the third round of sex we had just had in the water. It had been terrific.
Had I mentioned that earlier? Well, don't blame me, the feeling had been so intense, so fulfilling and so beautiful.
Adam was staring at me all over even as he began to trail his wonder working fingers on my arm, then down to the curve of my naked buittocks. I chuckled. Hadn't he just said that we had to be going?
"Why are you laughing? What's funny?" He asked me, amusement dancing in his own eyes too. He must have known why I was chuckling.