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?
Matchmaking
"Hello boys, how are you doing?" Father asks as he steps into the room.
Looking at the three of us intensely, he walked to an empty chair, and sat down, then resumed his gazing. He was really expecting an answer?
"Fine, father." I answered, for me and my brothers. He nodded then, his eyes finding the document which laid idly on the floor.
"I see that you have found the document of division, and retirement…" He started.
We nodded, knowing that he needed echoes of agreement either in words or in deed, to keep his speech reeling, else there would be consequences.
"What do you think of it? Is it not the best birthday gift?" He asked, and my brothers and I nodded simultaneously again, even though we actually thought otherwise.
We would take our concerns to our step mother. She was the best advocate for us. She might not be our real mother, but she at least tried to show up, unlike the only blood relative we had left in the world.