The Delta's Daughter Chapter 33

LAMIA

Zane picked his head up from the pillow and looked down at me; I met his hardened eyes with a scowl on his face, with a hint of hurt? No, I must be mistaken. His dark hair still plastered to his forehead.

“That wasn’t just sex, Lamia, that was the best fuck I have ever had in my life.” He said as a matter of fact.

Again, not admitting to him that yah, it was out of this world.

His fingers were tracing small circles on my back. I was still sprawled across his chest. “So you want to tell me why the little princess didn’t want to run with her pack tonight, on her birthday?”

“No.” I didn’t owe him any explanations. He grunted at my short reply.

We lay there in a comfortable silence, not moving, enjoying the feeling and closeness of each other. All of a sudden, I felt a wave of dizziness hit me, and the urge to throw up. Untangling myself from Zane’s arms, I made to stand up when a sharp pain blasted through my head.

 “Agghhh!” I cried out in agony as my body started sweating, my skin burning. “Zane…” I called out. “Help me”

I hit the floor, my legs collapsing beneath me; it felt like shards of glass piercing every tiny pore all over my body all at once.

‘Inanna, what s wrong with me?’ Hoping my wolf could help, or tell me what the fuck was happening.

‘The moon is at its highest, it’s full, you are shifting and I can’t stop it’ her reply gave me no comfort. ‘I’m sorry Lamia, the moon is forcing you to shift, and it’s not me.’

Not me? Not me! What the hell does she mean it’s not her forcing me to shift? Fuck, this hurts!

I could hear Zane’s voice, but it sounded so far away.

“Zane… help me… I... I’m shifting and I can’t stop it!” Tears burned my eyes “Oh God… Get someone, Argghh!” The horrific scream must have been mine, but I don’t remember, all I could see were black dots, my vision fading in and out.

“Lamia! Oh fuck, Lamia!” I could hear him, I could feel his hands touching me and scooping me up.

The next thing I knew, as my eyes fluttered open, Zane had carried me outside in the cool night air.

The soaring pain was present and burning through my bones, not just my skin, my head felt like it had been cracked wide open, pins pricking each cell. I could hear myself screaming, I could feel my bones stretching and reshaping.

This shouldn’t be happening. I tried to reach my wolf but it was like she wasn’t there, or she was hiding. Why was this happening?

This was no normal shift.

I was vaguely aware of the crowd gathering around.

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ZANE

Best fucking fuck of my life!

I lay there with the sassy little bitch in my arms, lazily drawing circles on her back and trailing my fingers up and down her arm, after countless rounds and numerous orgasms from both of us, my dick being buried inside her for a good part of almost two hours. I was spent. My dick thought otherwise as it twitched beneath her. Just the mere thought of how tight and perfect her little pussy is, and how she was sexy as fuck, made me want to bury myself deep inside her again.

Alas, the spirit was willing but the flesh was weak, a. A satiating burn coursed through my muscles. Unless she was to do all the work, I don’t think I could move. I didn’t want to move. I was quite comfortable lying here with this woman in my arms.

I closed my eyes, sleep ready to claim me and, for the first time, I wanted the woman to stay, just as she was; sprawled on top of me with her head resting on my chest. The soft rhythmic beat of her heart lulled me.

It was only hours ago I wanted nothing to do with her, loathing her from the day she whooped my ass and laid claim to my pack, but the fucking little temptress sauntered over to me, looking fine as fuck and got my wolf all riled up. Playing a game I was sure to win. Now it was a game I didn’t want to stop playing.

Mulling over my own contradictions, I felt Lamia squirm against me, her body heat increasing. She leapt out of bed like she was on fire and crashed to the floor before I could grab her.

“Zane… Help me!” Her voice strained and panicked, her eyes rolling in the back of her head and her breathing becoming pained. What the fuck was happening to her?

I rushed to her side, my wolf pacing in concern, she was screaming in agony ““Zane… help me… I... I’m shifting and I can’t stop it!”

I bent down, to pick up her naked body. Her skin felt like fire, burning hot to the touch.

Shit, shit, shit, I thought.

I commanded her to stop shifting but, she couldn’t hear me. The magnitude of the pain was apparent, whatever was happening, was not normal. She said she was shifting, but no normal wolf shifts like that. Still stark naked, I picked up her burning body and ran out to the hall, down the stairs and outside, through the first doors I came across, passing several people on the way out. If she was shifting, she needed to be outside, under the full moon.

I held her in my arms as her agonizing screams started to draw a crowd. The pack run must have ended not that long ago and people were making their way back. I covered her body with my own as I growled out to the gathering crowd, warning them to stay away.

“What the fuck did you do to her?” Fuck. The little prick of a prince was yelling at me, barging through the on-lookers.

“I didn’t fucking do anything to her!” I was getting agitated. “Get the fuck out of here!” I yelled at everyone. I knew Kellen wouldn’t leave; these two were thick as thieves. Always have been.

The fucker bent down and tried to take her from my arms. I let out a warning growl just to be met by one of his own that was as equally warning. I knew I had no claim over her and was ready to let him take her when she suddenly bucked and went wild, snarling and lashing out at Kellen. He backed off stunned, and hurt as he watched her crawl her way back into my arms.

His fucking Beta, Mike, was moving the crowd when the most grueling and harrowing howl ripped from her throat and her bones seemed to crack all at once and she shifted into the biggest fucking Black wolf I had ever seen!

Gasps could be heard from all the onlookers and just when I thought she was done, she let out a threatening snarl to the crowd of people.

By this time, the King, his beta, her father and their mates had gathered around. Another growl clawed through the beast’s chest. This time I took a step back, looking up at her magnificent beast.

It was a thing of beauty, but what the fuck was she? I found myself wondering.

A rumbling howl filled with pain lashed through the air as I watched her wolf slump to the floor and morph into something else, again her bones cracking all at once as the shift came fast. I thought she was shifting back to her human form but instead she reshaped into something crossed between a wolf and a Lycan, long back legs, bent beneath her, short rounded ears, black fur coating her arms, legs and face, like she was partially shifted but on all fours. A white stripe across her glowing green eyes, illuminated like emeralds under the moon.

I had never seen anything like it! I doubt anyone here has. She was beautiful! I stared in amazement and awe. Not even being phased when the most heart-stopping and petrifying roar sounded, causing the surrounding wolves to bear their necks, even the little prick and the king seemed to be affected.

Now that was interesting.

Seconds later, her body collapsed to the floor, shifting back into her human as she lay unconscious. I scrambled to her, lifting her limp body into my arms.

“Get me something to fucking cover her!” I bellowed and instantly I was handed a towel. I carefully wrapped her in it and stood up. I looked at her father and asked “where too?”

I was not letting her leave my arms. I didn’t care if they didn’t fucking like it. She was mine.

The royal Delta, her father, came forward “This way” he said, motioning with his head to follow

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We walked through the halls and up the stairs until we came to their suite.

For whatever reason, my wolf was insisting that she stayed with us. The Delta opened the door and I paused.

“No. she’s not fucking staying here.” The scent of prince prick was lingering in the air and it had my wolf pacing in agitation. Instead, I turned around and walked back down to my suite. Luckily, the door had been left open because my keycard was still inside. I deposited her on the bed and covered her with sheets.

The bed where, only hours ago, for hours, I had made love to her. I couldn’t even call it fucking now, it was so much more.

“Son, why don’t you throw some clothes on and come on up to my office.” I spun around, not realizing anyone had followed me, to find an entourage of people in my room.

I growled threateningly.

Not one of the fuckers looked happy. Fuck them. I’m sure they could smell exactly what had gone on in here. Our scents and fluids were fucking everywhere.

“I will be there in a minute.” I didn’t care how cold and harsh my voice was. I was still trying to wrap my head around what the fuck just happened.

I walked into the Kings office, not bothering to knock, they were expecting me. Leaving her mother in my suite to sit by her side and watch over her. I mind-linked my own mom and sister to let them know what was going on and would explain in greater detail later. I had to convince my mom to not disturb the Deltas' wife and my mate.

My mate? No, I had no mate.

But that’s exactly what I had just called her. My mate. Fuck.

The room was tense. I had five high-ranking wolves glaring daggers at me. Fuck ‘em. I did nothing wrong and it was none of their fucking business.

The little prick prince was first to pipe up, his body physically shaking in anger.

“What were you fucking doing to her, Zane?” his jaw clenched as he spat his words out through gritted teeth.

No one was sitting, they were all too tense.

I turned my attention to him. “What the fuck do you think we were doing, it doesn’t take a genius to figure it out, fucking prick.” I smirked at him and in true form I wasn’t able to stop the diarrhea of my mouth. “Why the fuck would you care any way? Yah, I heard about your rejection. Your fucking loss, my gain.” And I couldn’t contain the wicked grin, as my lips curled up.

I saw his lip snarl, his eyes glow, and his face turn beet red as he lunged across the room at me in a fit of fury ready to tear me to pieces. He was intercepted by the king; it took him as well as the 3 standing in the room to hold him down.

“Fucking asshole! You have no idea what you’re talking about; you stay the fuck away from her!” He screamed, his canines fully extended, claws piercing through his hands, as he struggled against the four men to get to me. “Do you fucking hear me? You stay the fuck away from her!”

Of course, being my cocky self, I couldn’t help egging him on.

“Why don’t we all take a step back and fucking breathe, then someone can tell me what the fuck happened to my mate.” I made sure I held Prince pricks eyes, glaring at him as I said the words ‘my mate’. I’m glad I did, it was well worth the reaction. I was sure he was ready to fully shift right here in the office, the little prick.

“Rogues! On the south side of town!” Some little shit came bursting in.

I watched as all their eyes glazed over linking pack members and border control.

This night just keeps getting better. I thought sarcastically.

“They breached patrol on the south side of the pack and we have incoming to the east, they are reporting sightings of bear shifters” the warrior yelled in panic.

The king rushed out. A look of fear crossed everyone's face.

Shit just got real.