So Lamia is more than just a strong and large wolf. Not only a Dire Wolf but has the genes of Lycan royalty too?
UNKNOWN POV It had been a number of weeks, close to two months since the Alpha had ordered the attack on the Prince, his informants alerting us of his departure from the Academy. With the help of a few rogue Bear shifters, we thought we had the upper hand. The plan was to capture the prince, killing all others with him. The Alpha wanted to keep the prince until the time to kill him was right, weakening the werewolf king and then striking the royal palace while the iron was hot, so to speak. Unfortunately, for the Alpha, his plans had failed. Now his ambitions had turned to another wolf, an infatuation that was slowly driving him further insane than he already was. Lost in my thoughts as I wandered through the run-down stone castle to deliver my report to the rogue king, my alpha, my mind wandered back to four days after we had made an attack on the prince’s convoy. A couple of the rogues who had survived made it back to our castle. I had walked into the throne chamber where our Alp
KELLEN I was a little worried for a moment. Ah, who am I kidding? I seriously thought Lamia was going to lose her shit there. She can let a lot brush off her shoulders, and keep her emotions in check for the most part. Hunji had done a lot of training with her, not just physical and sparing, but also meditating. Helping her to connect with her wolf on a stronger emotional side, reining in that temper she has been known to have. Every now and then it slips, my thoughts bringing up the memory Tawny had explained to us about Lamia stepping in when that slut of an Alphas daughter, Ella from the neighboring pack, Blue moon, had laid into her a little while back. Tawny had said she scared the shit out of her and her two sidekicks, Maryanne and Bethany. I don’t doubt it. I remember a year after we had first shifted, we must have just turned 16 or just shy of it. Either way, it was super hot, so it was summer. FLASHBACK 3 YEARS AGO We were having a royal party in celebration of the New m
LAMIA It was 11.51 pm when I plopped down on the bench facing the fountain, one of many in the royal gardens. This one happened to be a carved stone piece, depicting the Moon Goddess. The artist had captured her image impressively. A silhouette of a woman with long flowing hair down her back, one hand rose towards the moon, holding a sword trimmed with gold, the only splash of color. The other hand was resting on the nape of a large wolf. Tying the essence and beauty of the goddess, with the spirit and power of the wolf. I smelt him before I heard him and heard him before I saw him. Taking a seat on the bench next to me, the cupcakes in between us, Kellen silently slid next to me. Folding his hand in his lap, he slumped down. “Nervous?” I asked. “Yeah.” Was his short reply. “Kellen…” I started, my fingers fiddling together. “Lamia..,” He turned his head to look at me. Worry was clear in his eyes, along with apprehension and slight fear he was trying to mask. I laughed nervously
MIKE I didn’t intend to eavesdrop, but when I went out to find my two best friends, knowing they would be there, like every year. I halted my steps when I heard Kellen’s words saying he didn’t understand, then… the words he spoke next angered me to no extent. It took every ounce of willpower to not wolf out and attack my Alpha and best friend, as I heard him reject Lamia. A pure blind rage surged through me, tensing every nerve in my being. I closed my eyes tightly, reigning in Duke as I listened to her accept his rejection. What the fuck was wrong with him? They had been fucking before we left the academy, delving into a relationship for the past few months, and now, when they find out they are mates, he rejects her!!! Anyone would be lucky enough to have her. Hell, I was in love with her. My blood continued to boil as I watched him walk off and then heard the sound of her sobs. It was gut-wrenching. Even though I wasn’t happy that he had rejected her, a part of me reveled in th
LAMIA Mom, Aunt Olivia, and Queen Sarah had booked us all in for a day spa at mid-morning, so we were fresh for the party. Having stylists and make-up artists pamper and prepare us for the ceremony this evening. It was Queen Sarah’s treat. Kira and Tawny; accompanying us, of course. A girl’s day out. I think I was the only one that wasn’t that excited about it. My life was too unpredictable at the moment and the knot in my stomach wasn’t helping. My brain was mulling through all the possible scenarios for this evening. Would I find a mate? Do I even have another mate? Would Kellen find a mate tonight? I wasn’t sure if I could handle him finding his mate this soon. Would either of us get second chance mates, but were we even considered ‘ex-mates’? It was all just too confusing. By the time we had made it to the spa, my parents and aunts knew Kellen and I were not destined. I wonder if that was why my dad had a smug look on his face this morning at breakfast. Of course, Kira was the
LAMIA As much as he was arrogant and annoying, Zane Noir had turned into a God-like creature. The goddess had been kind when handing out looks and anatomy to this man. A shame she couldn’t have given him a better personality. With that, I took a step back and plastered a shit-eating grin on my face, and turned to acknowledge his family before moving on to the other guests. Not without hearing him coldly mutter “Bitch” as I walked away. Oh, yeah, Zane Noir and I would certainly be meeting again before the night was out, that I was sure of. I had ruffled him. And I like it. As the evening went on, we made our way around the room greeting various pack members as well as other guests and Alphas from neighboring packs. A lot of the time, these events are attended by other high-ranking, un-mated members from outside packs and used as a gathering to hopefully find their mates. I eventually made it over to the bar, ordering myself a rum. I sipped the dark liquor, letting the sweet, rich m
LAMIA Zane picked his head up from the pillow and looked down at me; I met his hardened eyes with a scowl on his face, with a hint of hurt. No, I must be mistaken. His dark hair was still plastered to his forehead. “That wasn’t just sex, Lamia, that was the best fuck I have ever had in my life.” He said as a matter of fact. Again, not admitting to him that, yeah, it was out of this world. His fingers were tracing small circles on my back. I was still sprawled across his chest. “So you want to tell me why the little princess didn’t want to run with her pack tonight, on her birthday?” “No.” I didn’t owe him any explanations. He grunted at my short reply. We lay there in comfortable silence, not moving, enjoying the feeling and closeness of each other. All of a sudden, I felt a wave of dizziness hit me, and the urge to throw up. Untangling myself from Zane’s arms, I made to stand up when a sharp pain blasted through my head. “Agghhh!” I cried out in agony as my body started sweati
ZANE First, how the hell did they get past the border patrol, and now they were being attacked by were-bears! “Kellen, Mike, you follow Delta Marcus to secure the Southside, Beta Michael and I will assist the east border.” He paused looking me up and down. “Zane, you stay with Lamia. Keep her safe. Do not by any means let her leave your room until you hear from one of us. Got it?” The command was clear, “Yes sir” I bowed. I would tear any fucker if they thought they could get through me to her. I would protect her with my life. “Mike, send Hunji to guard outside Zane’s room, let’s move out.” He paused “Everyone, be safe.” Who the fuck was this Hunji? And why did he need to be placed as a guard? As we all dispersed from the office, Mike and Kellen made it a point to bump my shoulder, a sly and intentional action to say ‘we're not done yet.' Fucking little pricks. I made it back to my room, seeing a well-built Middle Eastern Asiarian man standing by the door, two swords strapped