There, before my very eyes on a big bed, a woman was riding a man like a horse rider. Her body burped up and down in harmony with her cry and her breasts were fluttering left and right, up and down. For a moment, I forgot to breathe as I watched the activity going on. I could feel my blood dry up with every precious second I took to watch them. My breathing became ragged. I tried to control it but I could not. Everything would've been fine if and only if the horse and the rider were not the angel I met at the party, and my mother, Alice. Lexara, a resilient survivor of years of maternal abuse within the wolf pack of Thanos, finds herself shattered by the ultimate betrayal: her mate Derek's affair with her own mother. But a chance meeting with her witch birth father, helps her forge a new existence. This new existence, does little to calm the embers of vengeance that smolder within her. When fate orchestrates a return to her former home, she stands at the crossroads of retribution and redemption.