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?
"Dora, wait!"
Noami. She was the one speaking, and I wondered why.
Shouldn't she be with her friends? I mused, turning around to glance at her, my hands still fitted in with a Diana whose lips haven't yet gotten rid of the smile.
She had been so proud of my comeback to Duke. Yes, it was an empty threat, but she believed that it was a sign of growth on my part.
She thinks I should keep up the act, perhaps become a bully to the bullies, since my identity to them was unknown.
I stayed silent, till Noami got to me. She was breathing deeply, and exhaling the same, like she had run a marathon, despite the fact that it hadn't been up to three minutes that we had left the shade.
I waited for her to speak, pretending to be aloof to her ploys that we be friends. Partly because it would suit my new persona, and partly because I wasn't sure if her loyalty had really laid with me when I was still the bullied Maya.