All Chapters of The Delta's Daughter - Book 1: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

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

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

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 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