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 Holding Cell: A Dream IV
Maya withdrew immediately from her mother's touch. It was the right path. The voice would be the same if it wasn't playing in slow motion.
But the words-the explanation was all wrong. It had to be. You couldn't go to the tree of souls unless you were dead.
And she wasn't dead. Her heart was hammering loud-too loud. The pain in her body was real. She had been poisoned.
Maya knew it was still burning through her system. And how could that be if she had been healed properly? Where was the greatest healer her people had ever known? Surely, the latter would not have allowed poison to remain in her body, no matter what the risk to herself.
She pulled her shirt from her body and stared down at the scars on her chest. Her kind is rarely scarred. The wound was over her heart, a jagged, ugly scar that spoke volumes. A killing blow.