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?
"Congratulations Dora. You really did well tonight." I shook a hand.
"Congratulations Dora. I hope you win." I shook another hand.
"Congratulations Pretty Dora." I maintained the bland smile on my lips, and shook another hand.
"Congratulations Dora. Don't let them push you down! You hear?" I nodded at the more than hundredth person that had met and shook hands wth me. My hands were getting sore and sweaty now.
Couldn't they settle for waves? I wondered, gesturing at Diana with my eye that she extricate me from the seat where I had been asked to stay in, to shake hands with those who were pleased with my success. There were so many unfamiliar faces I had to shelve into a part of my memory for rememberance.