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Chapter 1 – The Delta's Daughter

MARCUS (The Delta) *Marcus, meet me in my office now* The King's mind link reached me, his tone held an underlay of annoyance. I sighed, knowing this probably had something to do with my daughter. *Yes, your highness. I’m on my way.* I replied as I turned in my direction and headed back to the Palace. Making my way to the King's office through the main foyer of the palace, there were a few young wolves that were lounging around on the big sofas that were placed on the other side of the stone columns that lined both sides of the hall, creating archways and a high ceiling. And in each arch hung a chandelier, donning tiny crystals, that cast little sparkling lights across the ceilings from the rays of the sun that shone through the crescent windows, some creating a light prism that gave the effect of magic, even in the afternoon sun. Once upon a time, about 200 years ago, this had been the site of a magnificent castle, very medieval looking, until an uprising had burnt it to the groun

Chapter 2 – Alpha Academy

LAMIA (TWO YEARS LATER) I was bopping along to my music on the way back to the dorms from an awesome morning of training. I was heading to my room for a much-needed shower and change before my classes. I didn’t think the instructors would be too happy if I turned up sweaty and bloody for their class. I had already been warned about that once. In my defense, I had been distracted and was running late. However, I guess that wasn’t a good enough excuse, especially since I refused to tell them what had distracted me. I liked boys, of course, I did! But what I didn’t like was the hot-headed Alphas thinking they could corner me and put their hands on me whenever they wanted to. Like that idiot, Summer’s from a western pack did. Thinking he was all badass and shit and was going to make me submit. HA! What a laugh! I smirked at the memory of him cornering me just outside the girl’s dorm door, caging me in, and taking a big whiff of my scent. Told me how he was going to ‘make me scream his

Chapter 3 - Training

LAMIA Friday Morning. Up bright and early for our sparing session. We stood on the training grounds, stretching our limbs when the instructor walked up, his voice booming across the open field and sparring rings, rattling us out of our thoughts and to attention. “Right cadets! Today we will be going over hand-to-hand combat skills. We will start with sparing in pairs. We will then be grouping you together and working on handling multiple attacks. NO kill shots! We are not looking to maim your opponents! NO shifting! You must keep control of your wolf at all times. When you hear the whistle, the attack stops. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?” “YES SIR” We all said in unison. This was my favorite part of training and I had been looking forward to it all week. I could almost smell my victory. “If you manage to win your fight, you will then go into a second round of one on one fighting. You win your fight if you one: Do not tap out. Two: take down all your attackers or three: your fight is not

Chapter 4 - Party

LAMIA I was sitting perched on the toilet in my bathroom, while Kira was adding some curls to my hair. We were getting ready for the party. I wasn’t really one for dresses, but Kira had insisted I buy the grey wool skirt that came above my knees and the forest green three-quarter length top with a deep v-neck. The neckline was decorated with tiny jewels, enhancing my perky breasts. She made me wear my knee-high black boots again and lent me a gold necklace with green jewels and matching gold earrings. I have to say I did truly like the outfit and felt very comfortable in it. I had put minimal makeup on, as usual, a little mascara, and some light pink lip gloss. My lip was still swollen and still had a small cut from our training this afternoon when I took that punch. It wasn’t too bad; at least there were no black eyes today! Kira was wearing her brown curls loose as usual and was sporting a red silk dress that came halfway down her thighs, topping off the look with cat eyes and de

Chapter 5 – Crush and Crushed

LAMIA The party was in full swing and Kira and I had had a few drinks. She now led me by the hand into a large room where people were dancing. I was feeling the beat and started swaying my hips; Kira had already locked eyes with a male and was subtly and seductively dancing her way toward him. She grinned like a Cheshire cat at me as the male whose attention she wanted to grab snaked his arms around her waist from behind. I chuckled to myself as she leaned into him and started grinding her ass against him. I leaned towards her ear so she could hear me over the loud music.“Hey, I’m going to grab another drink.” “ OK, don’t expect me to be here when you get back.” A sly smile on her face and she turned around locking lips with the guy. Oh yes, my dear friend, I knew exactly where she would be. One way or another around some guy's cock. Such a slut. I gave her a knowing pat on the shoulder as she proceeded to suck face and headed back towards the kitchen for another drink. I was star

Chapter 6 - Inanna

LAMIA I woke up to a loud knocking on my door. “Go away!” I yelled, pulling the covers over my head. My head was groggy from the alcohol and my eyes felt puffy from crying last night. The knocking continued and I yelled for them to go away again. I really didn’t want to see anyone right now, especially Kellen or Mike. They had both royally pissed me off last night. And I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed about what could have, what I had hoped, what was going to happen between Mike and me. Much to my dismay, the door creaked open, I obviously hadn’t locked it, and Kira’s too bright of a face popped around the frame. “Hey Chick,” she said a little too brightly, making her way in and settling on the end of the bed. “Go away Kira, I don’t wanna see anyone.” I groaned. “You missed breakfast, and I… ran into Mike and Kel down there.” “Oh, goddess! Did they say anything?” I tried pulling the covers more over my face but Kira pulled them down. Her lips pressed in a tight line and her

Chapter 7 - Torture Prevention

LAMIA Ten minutes later, the four of us, I had grabbed Kira on the way, sat in my room. Mike and Kel were looking a little more than awkward. I assumed they thought we were going to have a “talk” about what happened Friday night. “Here,” I said and tossed the old leather book to Kellen who was propped on the end of my bed, “Turn to page 123. And read it out loud so everyone can hear.” He flipped the pages until he came to the right one and then began to read aloud the same passage I had read. There was an eerie silence in the room when he had finished until Mike broke it. “Well, that explains a lot. About you anyway and where your strength comes from.” Mike sat back in the chair he had taken residence in and rubbed his hand over his face. Kellen was staring off into space outside my window and Kira was the only one who looked excited and had a smile plastered across her face. “So what does this mean?” Kira asked. I licked my lips, glancing at Mike before I looked at Kellen. “Ina

Chapter 8 – Leaving Early

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

Chapter 9 – Calling Home

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.

Chapter 10 - Wanting

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

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