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, however, 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?

The walls shut behind me with a soft, final click, feeling like a bad verdict. My heart jumped into my throat.


The darkness thickened instantly, swelling outward like a living thing. It wasn't ordinary shadow. It pressed closer, denser, heavy with a presence that seemed aware of me. It felt like fingers reaching through the air, brushing at my skin, curling around my limbs, grazing my breath.


I shivered. Unease crawled down my spine. Maybe I should have listened to El.


This felt wrong. Not natural darkness. Not absence of light. Black magic. The kind that left residue. The kind that lingered long after the spellcaster had left the room.


My chest tightened as I exhaled slowly. There had to be an incantation. Some mechanism to lift the spell. A trigger. A failsafe. Something.


Chapter 419 - Trap