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LAMIA I was wearing my standard training clothes, black shorts, and a sports bra. My hair was braided into a bun so I could keep it out of my face. Walking on the training field, I grabbed a short sword and claymore. The Claymore was much heavier than that of a samurai or katana and even heavier than a Kaskara, but I liked the heaviness and power. The short sword was easier to wield, allowing my wrist to rotate and slice. Not that the weapons we used really had a sharp edge but could still do some damage to an opponent. Of course, the idea of our training was to not kill, but if you got hit with one, it would definitely maim you or kill you if you were impaled. I saw Kira sitting on the bench with Travis; a young Alpha from the northern region. His pack was also allies of the Moon crescent pack and the Royal kingdom. Travis’ father, Alpha Benjamin, had known the King since their days here, and became friends. I had found Kira at the training grounds quite often, and now she and Travi
KELLEN The three of us sat in mine and Mike’s suite, of course, being a Prince, I had one of the largest suites. It still wasn’t as big as my room back in the palace, but it was cozy and better than most of the dorms here. I didn’t need fancy all the time and the rooms' functions were suited to the academy. Mike and I had bedrooms at opposite ends of the suite, with our own bathrooms. In the middle was a seating area with two ugly plaid couches and a wooden chair with corduroy backing and seat cover. We had a microwave and fridge that Mike always kept stocked with beer or some sort of alcohol. And a little breakfast counter with two stools that separated the seating space from the kitchenette area. The hardwood floors had been remodeled or at least refinished and had a nice sheen to them to the point where you could almost see your own reflection. We were waiting for my father to call us once Beta Michael (Mike’s dad) and Delta Marcus (Lamia’s dad) were there to conference with us.
KELLEN Lamia stood up and walked over to the fridge grabbing a couple more beers. We followed suit and I propped myself up against the breakfast bar on the kitchenette side. She handed me a beer, and then Mike. “Thanks, I’m going to go call my dad from my room, see what plans he wants to go over.” With a shrug of his shoulders accompanied by an eye roll, Mike sauntered to his door, entering and closing it behind him. I’m sure he will fill me in later. It was the Beta’s job to ensure the security of the pack grounds and people and, as Mike would be taking over from his dad when I was initiated as Alpha, he took his job very seriously. Despite him being a man-whore, he was the most honorable guy I have ever met. He is not just my Beta and best friend, he is my brother. I would trust him with my life as I would Lamia. Lamia was bent over looking in our small fridge, her ass wiggling, teasing me, as she moved things around, looking for food that was not there. Why was I so tempted? Wh
LAMIA Kellen met me by the dining room entrance. I rounded the corner to find him propped up against the wall, legs and arms crossed and his head cast down. I felt his nerves pour out of him in waves. “Hey,” I called out to him as I approached. I took a deep breath as I stood before him, summoning the courage I needed at that moment. He lifted his head, his ocean blue eyes meeting mine “Hey, Lamia –“ he began. I lifted my hand and pressed my index finger to his lips. He was nervous, ambivalence clearly reflected in his eyes. I leaned in and pressed my lips to his, whispering “shh”. My tongue traced his bottom lip asking for entrance and he gave it to me. His moist and warm tongue swept across mine in a caressing movement. I leaned my body onto his and pressed him against the wall, his arms circling my waist, bringing us impossibly close. Yes, I wanted to explore this side of the connection between us. Before the kiss could progress and we would get lost with each other, I pulled
MIKE ‘Fuck! That was a blow to my ego’ My thoughts were stuck on Kellen’s revelation of Lamia having a mark, a mark of the fucking crown of all things! I knew now I would most certainly not be her mate, nor would I pursue her in any way shape, or form. Why hadn’t I noticed the birthmark before? Had she covered it up? I mean I didn’t expect her to say, Oh look, here it is! But I would have at least thought I would come to know about it. Either she was destined to Kel or she was born to be a Queen in her own right. I now had a better understanding of why she and her wolf were so powerful, and why she got that wolf. I also have a better idea of why our parents, especially the King, had her live with them, train with them and then send her to this school with us. So much makes sense now. Even though I was feeling a little disappointed by the fact that she would never be mine, I smiled to myself. Fucking Lamia. I told her she was my Queen. I guess I wasn’t lying. No matter what, I knew
KELLEN Lamia and Kira had worked hard all day to make this as special as possible. Knowing Mike's parents would be throwing him a party as soon as we got back home to celebrate, I was sure it wouldn’t be as fun as this. Instead, it would be the higher-ups and a few neighboring packs, much more formal than this. So, I was happy we could do this for him. Lamia had been so busy all day organizing this, that we hadn’t had time to ourselves. I watched as Mike was sandwiched between two girls on the dance floor, lapping it up, he was bound to take one or maybe both back to our room tonight. He was ever the player and I chuckled to myself at the thought. I, on the other hand, only had eyes for one girl and at the moment, she was living it up on the dance floor with Kira and another she-wolf, singing their hearts out to some Taylor swift song. If it was up to Lamia, she would rather have some rock or metal played right now, but, she wanted it to be fun for everyone. A slow song came on and
LAMIA I had texted Kira to come to my room so we could go to breakfast together. I was just finishing putting on some beige lip gloss; I had thrown on a pair of black jeggings and a comfortable deep plum v-neck tee shirt that hung down to the tops of my legs with a pair of sneakers. I wanted to be comfortable when driving home, plus I had spent a lot more time in the shower than I intended, the warm water soothed the ache between my legs, but every time I thought about why it ached, a different type of ache would take effect, not a bruised feeling but one of arousal. An ache that was desperate to feel Kellen, on me and inside me again. I felt the pull. I’ve been feeling the pull for a while now, and it’s only been getting stronger. The tingles I felt from his touch ignited a fire in my belly, heating me to the core with want and desire. Albeit, they are not as strong as fated mates, we wouldn’t be eighteen for another four months but the sparks were definitely there last night. Then
LAMIA Mike and I made it downstairs to the front steps of the academy with my bags and one box. There were three stretch SUVs parked outside and Kellen’s truck, there were 10 Royal guards standing around the cars as we made our way over. Kira, Greg, Sam, and Travis were outside waiting to say goodbye already. Mike had just finished loading my stuff into the back of the truck when Kellen came out the front doors accompanied by Wilson, Hunji (who would be coming with us), and the Royal Beta. “Uncle Mike!” I happily squeaked, running over to him and leaping into his arms. Mike was the spitting image of his father, not just the same eye color, hair, and height, but also the sheer mass and stockiness of them. He wrapped me in his arms and squeezed me tight. “Princess, I hope you have kept the boys in line?” He joked, lifting me up and twirling me. Even though I was tall and stood at 5 foot 10, and could easily kick his ass, he still thought of me as this little girl and treated me as su