The Delta's Daughter

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 deep red lipstick. And some black open-toed heels. She looked amazing, like a true Luna.

I smiled at my friend through the mirror, she grinned back as she finished adding curls to my hair. The one black streak curled and hung over my face a little. I sighed, looking at it. Most people thought I dyed that streak, because it was black, or to be rebellious like I was trying to give myself a badass look, but I really didn’t care what they thought. I knew my streak was from my wolf. A little bit of Inanna I got to show the world permanently. It was us and I would never change it.

Inanna and I were different. Our relationship was special. We were both wild and strong and clever. And for whatever reason, the Goddess had decided we did not have to bow to anyone we didn’t want to. Not my father, not any Alpha or Luna, not even the king! They held no power over us. I only chose to bow to the king out of respect.

And Kellen, well, that was a little more complicated. My feelings for him were different. I had chosen a long time ago to submit to him. I vowed to protect and love him like no other. And because of my loyalty to him, we were gifted with a connection, an unbreakable bond. I would give my life for Kellen.

Inanna was the one that grounded me; she was wise and would often show me what was right, she was my guide, my wolf, my spirit. I was lucky to have such a strong wolf and get her at such an early age. I guess my parent's mating and Alpha blood really paid off.

It was then that Kira pulled me out of my thoughts.

“I don’t know where you are, Lamia. But we are going to paartay!” she sang. “Tonight we get to drink, dance, and chase the boys!” Oh, how Kira loves to chase the boys. I giggled at her. Maybe tonight I will find someone to kiss. That would be cool, something to look forward to.

“So basically, you are forcing me to have fun? Is that what you are saying?”

She rolled her eyes, “I doubt anyone could make you do anything, but yes, I am forcing you, if that is how you want to put it.”

“Well, my best girlfriend, I guess I have no choice but to be dragged out and have a few drinks!” I smirked, playing along. I wasn’t much for dancing either, but I could sure drink and had no problem eyeing up the yummy guys that would be there.

Knock

Knock

“Come in!” I yelled, knowing full well Kellen and Mike were behind the door.

“You ladies ready?” He said, stepping inside and Mike following him.

Kellen was wearing dark blue jeans and a long-sleeved blue top that just made his ocean blue eyes brighter, and his wavy ash-brown hair was left to fall in its own way, looking as handsome as ever. His bulging arms and broad shoulders filled out the sleeves of his shirt.

Mike was wearing black jeans and a dark grey button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, the shirt hugging his bulky arms in all the right places. He had left the top couple of buttons undone, hinting at a firm and broad chest. His short-cropped brown hair was styled to the side and his hazel eyes sparkled with his ever-present mischievousness. He was tall at 6’ 3”, just a little shorter than Kel, and I couldn’t help but wonder how much more he would fill out once his wolf matured.

At 18, when we were old enough to find our mate, our wolves matured and kept maturing until we were 21.

Along with our wolves maturing, there also came other changes; we would grow stronger, the males filling out to their true potential and strength. Strong males would gain more power and if you found your mate and claimed them you would become even more powerful.

She-wolves would also mature but in a different way, more nurturing, and once we found our mates, our need to produce pups would become stronger.

I bit my lip at the thought of Mike becoming even more gorgeous than he already was and averted my gaze back to Kellen who was scowling, not at me but at his best friend. I wondered if Mike had pissed him off in some way.

Who knew with those two, even though my relationship was strong with Kellen, Mike, and him, well they had their own bromance going on.

“AHH! Just a minute, I think us four need a pre-drink before we wander over there.” Kira grinned and rummaged through her tote that was lying on my bed, pulling out four shot glasses and a bottle of clear liquid.

“s**t, girl, that’s what I’m talking about!” Mike happily grabbed the bottle as Kira set the shot glasses down and Mike began to fill them.

We held our glasses high. “Salute!” we all said. I looked at Mike, who winked before knocking his shot back, and I followed suit. The liquid was harsh and burnt my throat a little but once settled, left a warm feeling in my tummy.

Another one down the hatch and we’re off to the 'abandoned mansion' which wasn’t very far, a 10 min walk at the most.

*****

MIKE

The girls were walking ahead of us as the run-down mansion came into view. It was a short walk from the dorms and I could already see the party was in full swing and hopping.

Party’s meant alcohol and she-wolves, lots of she-wolves. And my wolf shared the same hunger for an aroused female.

Although the female I really wanted to be aroused was walking right in front of me. Her hips swayed as she walked, her gray skirt hugging her curves, making my d**k already swell. To say I was attracted to Lamia was an understatement, my body craved to feel hers, to have her legs wrap around me, to feel her plump lips wrap around my d**k. I knew she was likely not my mate, and probably Kellen's, which was the only reason I truly held back from trying to charm her into my bed. I had always found Lamia beautiful.

Then again, what guy didn’t? She was tall, strong, smart, and with the most alluring emerald eyes. I don’t think she even realized her eyes screamed come f**k me to every male she met.

My d**k twitched in my pants like it was trying to point and guide me to her. I took a deep breath, pushing the images of her long legs around me to the back of my mind. She had always been like a sister to me, and I had never thought about her like that until, one day, just before their sixteenth birthdays, before we left for Alpha and Beta training, we were hanging out at the palace pool. We were waiting for Lamia and a couple of other friends to arrive.

She caught my eye as she walked out of the palace and over to the pool with two of her friends, smiling and laughing about something.

She had a towel wrapped around her and as she reached the poolside she absently tossed the towel on one of the loungers, revealing an orange bikini that didn’t leave a lot to the imagination. I stayed in the pool, my eyes taking in every inch of her body, my d**k getting hard at the sight of her barely covered t**s. I realized at that moment how much Lamia had filled out and was becoming a woman.

I was finally able to peel my eyes off her, looking around to see if anyone else had noticed my growing arousal towards her. They hadn’t. Because each of my friends, including Kel, were mirroring my feelings, every fuckin' male at the pool had their eyes on her. Eyes dark with lust, following her movements.

I shook my head at the memory, bringing me back to reality, that day she had been the talk of the locker room. And every girl I have f****d so far held nothing to her. Sure, I enjoyed myself and brought pleasure to the she-wolves I was with, but it was her I really wanted for the past year and a half, and I liked to practice on other girls, all the things I wanted to do to her.

As we reached the house, we entered through a large door, opening it and hearing the music louder, confirming the party that was taking place. The girls had linked arms and were making their way to the kitchen where the booze was usually located. I honestly wasn’t even sure who supplied the food and beverages, but once a month there always happened to be a fully supplied party. And I was defiantly going to take advantage.

“Right ladies and your highness!” I exclaimed, clapping my hands together as we made our way through the bodies “what can I pour for you?”

“Something fruity for me please!” Kira giggled.

“I’m good.” Kel was already holding a beer he had picked up from a bucket by the counter. Usually, at parties, he preferred to drink from a bottle. This way, Lamia didn’t have to be so over-protective and taste his drink first, in case someone poisoned it. I wasn’t sure when she had started that habit, but no matter where we went, she would taste his food and drink before him.

It truly annoyed the s**t out of Kellen, but she insisted that, if someone was going to try anything she would go down first. Always the protector of her King. It kinda pissed me off too, as his Beta, it should really be me taste-testing his food, but I know he would absolutely kick my ass if I did that. Only Lamia could get away with that kind of stuff.

I looked at Lamia, who gave me a knowing glance, tilting her perfect head to the side and smirking. Rum. She always liked rum and the darker the better. I proceeded to pour her dark rum and found some coke to add to it, then handed it to her and poured myself one too.

Kira was a lightweight when it came to drinking, whereas me, Kel and Lamia could really knock them back. It took quite a bit of alcohol for the three of us to get wasted, but not impossible.

“What up guys? Did you just get here?” Sam, another Beta who was here for training and stayed on the same floor of our dorm, came up holding a cup with something in it.

We quickly made friends with him and his Alpha, Greg.

They were from the Crescent moon pack and their pack were allies of the king. So, of course, we had found some common ground and they treated me and Kellen like regular people, old friends. I watched his gaze drift to Lamia and slowly scan her from top to bottom and then back up again.

“Hey Lamia, loved watching you in training today. You truly are a goddess in the ring.” He smiled and gave her a short bow, his eyes never leaving hers. I didn’t like it. He was undressing her with his dark brown eyes that held a hint of lust. I found myself growling lowly.

I wasn’t the only one that was growling. I noticed Kel was also having a hard time at the way this guy was mentally undressing her and his eyes were slightly glowing, his wolf pushing forward.

“OK, boys! Let’s leave these ladies to it and go harass some other females, shall we?” I glanced at Lamia as I said this to see if she reacted anyway. She didn’t. Of course, she didn’t, she had no attraction to me.

“I’ll see you later, behave. And let me know if you have any problems.” Kel said as he pulled Lamia close and kissed her on the forehead.

“Likewise, behave. “ She replied sternly. “And no fighting without me!” she called as we headed for the back garden where Sam was leading us too.