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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
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
***Out now and completed: Book 2 - Rise of a Queen*** Please remember to leave me a review, I hope you enjoyed this book. For updates and chapter teasers, check my i*st*gr*m >>> authorjwgstout Or my F_B group for readers >>> Author Jwgstout Lamia's story continues in the second book, 2 years later. Carry on the adventure and see if Lamia finds her happily ever after. Thank you so much for reading my first ever book, I leave you with the first chapter from Rise of a Queen - book 2 for your enjoyment. RISE OF A QUEEN - BOOK 2 Chapter 1 – A New Kingdom. LAMIA I looked out the window on the top floor of my castle, yes, my castle, taking slow sips from the crystal glass that held the dark thick rum, my drink of choice tonight, as I pondered over the past two years and how far we had come. Two years ago, Travis and I left the Golden Circle pack in the dead of night to come back to MacTire (which literally meant wolf in ancient Gaelic). With the help of Alpha Greg from the Cres
LAMIA 6 WEEKS LATER *Meet me in the Alpha office and bring Travis with you* I sent a collective mind link to Brett, Cyrus, Halley, and Chris. They all acknowledged my request and cut the link. I left my room and wandered down the hallway making my way to the office. For the past few weeks, I had been going over pack finances, borders, treaties, and training. Not just for the Golden Circle, but also for the Pacific pack and MacTire. MacTire was a little harder as it was a new territory and had nothing, no business, no funds, no hierarchy, rank, or solid training. Hunji had been doing his best to establish rules and warriors with the shifters that were left and wanted to stay. Even some rogues who had feared Silas and had been against his way of ruling were eager to join a pack again. Some had never been part of a pack, born a rogue. There was a mixture of people left at MacTire; wolves, feline, and bear shifters as well as humans. I was needed there and could not put off going back
LAMIA We pulled into the pack lands of Golden Circle well after dark. As we crossed the border, an invigorating and charging energy raced through me and a pack link formed. I was now connected to all of the pack. A difference from before as I had not had my Luna ceremony and been initiated into the pack. Now, I was the rightful Alpha and the link snapped into place. The car stopped in front of the large packhouse. Outside stood Brett, Cyrus, and Halley. Kellen and Mike exited the car with Mike opening the back door and helping out. I pulled at my rumpled clothes and looked up at the large structure. I was home, but it didn’t feel like home. Zane was not there. Kellen and Mike exchanged pleasantries, whereas I remained silent. I looked at Halley who had tears in her eyes. I cautiously walked towards her first, not knowing how I would be received by her. After all, her Mother and Brother were dead because of me. There’s that guilt again. Survivor’s guilt is what Kellen called it. I o
LAMIA I awoke with a start to find everyone standing over me, talking in hushed whispers. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone; my mother, father, the King, and Queen, the royal Beta, Aunt Olivia, Mike, and Kellen. The immediate feeling of loss filled my heart and I clutched my chest at the tight pull as all my emotions hit me at once, the vision, dream, or whatever you call it, far from my mind as I take in the crowd. I look at each of them and only then realize I am in my old room back at the palace. “Dear Goddess Lamia! You gave us quite the scare!” My mother’s comforting voice floats through the sea of faces. My gaze lands on her beautiful blue orbs full of concern and worry. I hold my arms out toward her and her tiny frame flies into my embrace. “It hurts so bad momma” I hiccup through the whimpers I can’t control. “It… it hur…hurts so b…bad”. I let everything out as I soaked her shoulder with my weeping and blubbering. I know baby, I know. I’m here for you. You just let
KELLEN When Lamia fell to the ground, holding Zane in her arms, her heart-wrenching sobs met my ears, I felt her bond to Zane snap. I gasped at the dreaded reality of what had just happened. “No, no, no, no. Zane! Zane baby, hang in there, you are OK, Zane baby, stay awake”, she cried out. I wanted to go to her, to hold her, to take her pain away. But I couldn’t. I was fighting bear shifters and couldn’t turn my back on them. I could hear her sobs and turned in shock when I heard her cry her confession. “Baby please don’t leave me, not like this, we were going to have a pup, please don’t let them take you from me too!” She sobbed, pounding on her dead mate’s chest. Her body was strewn across his as she desperately tried to wake him. But it was no use. I could no longer hear his heartbeat. No longer hear his lungs expand. He was gone. Pup? She was pregnant! Was? Or, is she still now? With more determination, I cut down my enemies so I could go to her when, suddenly, a howl so impo
LAMIA As I held the blades, one in each hand, the blood from my palms coated the handles, as a rejuvenating and authoritative energy claimed my body. I felt my wounds begin to heal and close at a ridiculous rate. The vibrating zing of power coursing through my veins. My eyes are sharp and my breathing is steady. My anger - unhinged. I stood up from the ground, not lifting my head fully, but rather peering through my lashes and disheveled hair. I felt the fire burning in my eyes and wondered if they mirrored the heat I felt from them. There he stood, across the grounds, hiding behind his fighters and a line of bears. I saw the King in the forefront of the fight taking out as many as he could in a bid to get to Silas, his brother. Not today, my King, I thought. Today he is mine and he will suffer. The swords in my hands glinted from the morning sun, and the inscriptions on the blades were glowing a cosmic hue of green and orange as if they had come alive. My fangs protruded, pierci
LAMIA The relief I felt when it dawned on me that Mike was really there was indescribable. “…get these the fuck off me!” I said. My body ached, my limbs lax, and my face was swollen from the beating they had come to give me that night. Kira had stood there and watched, laughing as they brutalized me within an inch of my life, leaving me there for dead thinking I could not heal and the silver poisoning of my body coupled with the wolfsbane and some other burning substance they injected me with would finish me off. When the kicks and punches finally stopped after goddess knows how long, I stilled my breathing and slowed my heart rate down. Even though I could not hear my wolf, her presence was still there, weak but there. My lips were chapped from lack of fluids and my throat was dry. My skin itched from the filth and my scalp felt as though it was on fire when they had pulled and yanked it out. I took a deep breath when the cuffs were snapped from my ankles and wrists, the feeling o
MIKE “I’m going after her…” I heard Tawny as she slid under and between the advancing attackers. I was more focused on how the fuck I was going to take on a were-bear and wolf at the same time. Fuck it, I thought as I shifted again, snarling at the shifters in front of me and leaping toward them. I attacked the wolf first. A big mistake. My jaws latched onto his shoulder ready to tear when I felt claws sink deep into my back, making me let out a painful howl, and feeling my skin tear. I let go of the wolf and rolled to the side, removing the bear's claws from my back. I backed up assessing my situation and how I was going to take these two fuckers down. Duke was reeling and ready to take over, but I held him back, convincing him we would work better together. The fuckers darted towards me and I jumped back, looking for the right moment and angle to attack. Right now, I have to use defensive tactics if I am to survive this. Just as I was ready to go all in, I watched as the bear fel
MIKE Tilting my head back, filling my lungs with the crisp warm air of the ending summer, I glanced up into the now fading moonlight, the stars becoming dim and the horizon deep shades of purple and orange as dawn began to break. An astute feeling of Nostalgia, swept through me carried by the soft breeze that managed to find its way through the trees and up the mountainside we were patiently waiting on. Summer would soon be ending and Kellen would be inducted as the new Alpha of the Moon pack, the Royal pack. How things had changed from the beginning of summer, and how I wished for that more peaceful time. Where the three of us were together, not a care in the world, no impending rogue attacks, no mate drama, just us three, running through the forest, jumping in the lake, or lying out in our favorite field star gazing. I think back to when we were much younger, how Kellen and I would chase Lamia through the palace or play hide and seek in the gardens, both of us wanting Lamia’s atte