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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
VIVIAN (Lamia's Mother) Tears stung my eyes as I held my little girl's hand. She looked so weak and fragile lying in the hospital bed. The color had drained from her, her olive skin now a pale grey. The doctors said she would be fine and heal. She just needed to recover and rest. Her right arm was wrapped and bandaged and had now started to heal, but slowly. Her leg was still seeping from the wounds and had to be stitched. I asked why it was taking so long to heal. They told me, because of how weak she is from using all her energy and the bone in her thigh had become infected from the claw that had been lodged there during her fight, the bear shifter had laced his own claws with silver and even though they managed to pull the claw out, it’s tip had broken off and had been lodged in her bone. They couldn’t see it until they did an x-ray. So it would take longer to heal, hence stitching her to help the process. A whimper left my lips and more tears were shed. We were all in her hospit
KING ALEXANDER Lamia was still unconscious and the stress of her injury and weakness was affecting everyone. I loved that girl deeply, as much as my own child, and would give anything for her, as would my son. A sense of pride washed through me when I was told how she took out a bear shifter single-handedly and in human form! We were astounded. Albeit, it was a traumatic experience, not just for her but for those who witnessed it, and it was not without consequences. I was surprised Marcus hadn’t choked my son out yet. I couldn’t blame him if he wanted to beat the shit out of him. Marcus had just found out my son and his daughter had been sleeping with each other. Not only are they both still 17, but that was his little girl. I was mad at my own son. I would certainly be having words with him. For fuck's sake, he crossed a line, and, hopefully, it all works out on their birthdays, then all would be forgiven. We also found out last night that Lamia had ‘accidentally’ been given an ov
***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