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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?

nuvvy10 · Fantasi
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234 Chs

Fighting Back: The Other II

"You call her by name too? Who do you think you are? I don't care if you descended from the goddess directly, I wouldn't take this lightly from you!"

Oh, it's because of that then. I looked at the other females. They were astonished.

But I had remembered to put the Queen title right? So, what was the big deal? No one was allowed to say Aliana together with the title? Or was it reserved for the elites of the so called communistic community?

"I didn't call her by her name. I added the Queen title; in case you were deaf to that."

"We are not allowed to do that, at least not us." The same Gabriella, her voice still of the same tempo, although she sounded like I would turn on her. I would have loved to tell her I wasn't like Chyra and the others, but this didn't seem like a good place and time for buttering.

"Oh, I didn't know that. Apologies then, Chyra. You can leave with your friends."