The Delta's Daughter Chapter 34

ZANE

First, how the hell did they get past the border patrol and now they were being attacked by were-bears!

“Kellen, Mike, you follow Delta Marcus to secure the Southside, Beta Michael and I will assist the east border.” He paused looking me up and down. “Zane, you stay with Lamia. Keep her safe. Do not by any means let her leave your room until you hear from one of us. Got it?”

The command was clear, “Yes sir” I bowed. I would tear any fucker if they thought they could get through me to her. I would protect her with my life.

“Mike, send Hunji to guard outside Zane’s room, let’s move out.” He paused “Everyone, be safe.”

Who the fuck was this Hunji? And why did he need to be placed as a guard?

As we all dispersed from the office, Mike and Kellen made it a point to bump my shoulder, a sly and intentional action to say ‘were not done yet’. Fucking little pricks.

I made it back to my room, seeing a well built Middle Eastern man standing by the door, two swords strapped to his back and a silver dagger on his hip. This must be Hunji. A slight man compared to me, lean but muscular. Albeit, a deadly look in his eyes.

I nodded at him and shoved past him into my room.

Mrs. Langley was still in the room, sitting on the edge of the bed by her daughter’s side, softly stroking her hair. She had placed one of my shirts on her at some point.

I grabbed the bottle of rum we had brought to the room with us earlier, crossed the room and sat in the chair on the other side of the bed, propped my feet up, opened the bottle and took a long swig of the dark drink. The room still stunk of our sex, her scent thick in the air. Bet her mother was just fucking loving that.

“So you want to tell me what the fuck happened to my mate?” I wanted answers. I didn’t much care if I was being rude or crass.

She whipped her head around glaring daggers at me before slowly turning back and carried on caressing Lamia’s hair.

She sighed, “…We can’t confirm that until she’s awake, but if you are truly her mate, I suppose you should know. She’s a Dire Wolf and I suspect what happened tonight was her Lycan gene awakening.”

How she could sound so calm and even toned, I had no idea.

My eyes were bugging out of my head; my feet falling to the floor as I leaned forward, scrubbing a hand down my face and back up through my hair.

“She is one of a kind, I’m sure you noticed her crown?”

I did, not at first when I took her against the wall, but when I had her writhing underneath me, I had seen the mark of a crown on her hip, even traced it with my thumb as she rode me hard. Shit, just thinking about that had me getting hard.

But it was just a birthmark, wasn’t it?

Mrs. Langley, or Vivian, as she asked me to call her, explained Lamia didn’t run with the pack because they were trying to keep her wolf hidden.

No wonder she kicked my ass 3 years ago. I chuckled to myself; my second chance mate was a fucking dire wolf with royal lycan blood.

“Why did the prince reject her?” I had to know the reason; he was a fool for rejecting this little sex kitten.

“Because he wasn’t her mate,” She stated.

Huh? “What the fuck do you mean they weren’t mates? Then why the fuck did he reject her? Not that I’m complaining.”

It took her a second, her hand paused on her daughter's head. “It’s complicated. You would have to ask her.” She turned and smiled sweetly at me. A softness in her blue eyes “If you are truly her mate, then know this, as tough and as powerful as she is, her heart is true and honest, she can take a lot of things the world will throw at her, she’s built to lead, protect and fight, but she is not strong when it comes to love. She will give you her everything but if you break her heart, she will kill you.”

I gulped down the thick saliva, my throat becoming parched. I just grunted and took another swig of rum, mulling over her words. I knew I wouldn’t get any more out of her.

The silent and stifling air, lying like a thick blanket throughout the room, cracked as a rumbling sound shook the walls throughout the castle. Simultaneously, I was on my feet in a flash as Vivian’s head snapped towards the door, the same way I was looking.

I started towards the door,

“Wait!” Vivian whispered yelled, holding her hand out, freezing me in place. Her eyes glazed, when her blues eyes became clear, I saw panic and fear, her voice came out shaky. “Bear shifter in the house.”

How the fuck did that happen? Wasn’t the palace supposed to be the most secure pack in the realm? Their warriors were well trained and many. In three quick long strides, I was at the door. I opened it slowly, my wolf ears listening for movement and my nose sniffing for scents. Finding the location of every person, on this floor and the floor below us; locating that the bear was still on the first floor.

Hunji was still standing there. I tapped his shoulder, and he turned his head to face me. He was emotionless. Stoic. Even his posture and aura were relaxed and calm. No fear. I was surprised, but it showed he was committed to his duty, to guard Lamia with his life. I nodded towards the stairs.

His dark eyes looked past me towards Lamia and her mother, and sent a curt nod their way. He then gave me a quick glance, raised his finger to his lips, motioning to shhh. In other words, don’t fucking speak and stay the fuck there.

I was a little pissed that I was thrown in the back fucking seat, guarding the women like a fucking coward. But as Hunji closed the door on me, creating a barrier again between us and the outside, I came to my senses.

I was right where I needed to be, by her side, her last line of defense. If she was as special as her mother made it out to be, I would defend her with my life, until my dying breath.

“Alpha Zane…” her mother called out. “They will get here. About thirty rogues infiltrated the southern border where our pack town is, minimal damage, but… another 50 came through the eastern border with a solid count of 28 bear shifters.”

Tears fell like solitary rain drops from her face, she reminded me of my mom, poised and graceful, fit to be a queen. And just because she shed a tear, it didn’t mean she was weak. I assumed her mate had linked her information.

“Zane! Listen to me”, her voice holding a stern authoritative tone “Do you have any knowledge of this attack or that it was going to happen? Are you a part of this infiltration in any way?”

“You fucking what? What the fuck did you just ask me?” She might as well have just slapped me. Was she fucking serious? If there’s a better word to describe how livid I am right now, then that’s how I’m feeling. I clench my fists as hard as I can; trying not to let my nails dig in otherwise the bear shifter would smell the blood a mile away. I was shaking, I was that mad and I’m sure my face reflected just that, as my eyes bore into her.

“NO!” I harshly answered, a question I shouldn’t have been fucking asked in the first place.

If Vivian feared me in any way she didn’t show it. Continuously calm and poised.

“I had to ask, that’s a good enough answer for me.” She chippered. Before turning serious and sharp again.”Now, listen to me boy and listen good. We are about to have a quick come to the moon goddess meeting. If you have any smarts at all, you will pledge your life and loyalty to her right now. No matter what happens in the next 5 min, you swear to the moon goddess you will save her life, no matter whose life it cost’s. No one else’s, just hers. You are to put her above all others.” She took a deep breath “Do you swear it Zane Noir, Alpha of the Golden Circle pack?”

Was she waiting for me to answer? Yes, I swear, why did she have to ask?

“Zane Noir!” she whisper yelled at me again “Do you pledge your life and loyalty, to serve her until your last dying breath? Do you swear to protect her and put her above all others?”

“Yes! Yes! I fucking swear! I don’t know why you even need to fucking ask! I fucking pledge my life to her, body, mind and soul, I would die for her, and I would die without her!” I bit back, again my mouth mimicking diarrhea, words just spewing out. I had no control in voicing my truths to this woman. So you can imagine my shock when she stood up, grabbed me and planted her lips smack bang on mine.

What the fuck!

It took me by surprise and I didn’t push her away. I gasped like a little girl when she bit my bottom lips and slipped her tongue inside. This was so wrong, so wrong. And gross! I finally came to my senses and pushed her way.

Before I could ask her ‘what the fuck?’ she spoke.

“The bond is sealed. You can never break your promise.” She said, wiping her mouth on the back of her sleeve.

“Did you just make a… a blood pact with me?” I touched my lip and sure enough there was blood on my lip, the evidence clear as the red substance now stained my finger. I furrowed my brows and looked up at her questioningly.

“No, I’m not a witch, but I am mated to a Lycan royal blood. I hold his power because we are mates, mind you, not something I boast about.” The coy little vixen smirked.

A blood pact was bonded. When swearing and creating a blood bond with royal blood, it is an oath you honor and it extends to your heirs. Sneaky fucking bitch.

A commotion was heard from the other side of the door, followed by screaming and a beastly roar. The Bear had made it onto this floor. How the fuck did that happen?

Not seconds later, Vivian cried out all of a sudden, her petit frame crumpling to the floor, clutching her chest. I knew that look. I headed towards her when the door crashed in. My heart sped up as I eyed the shifter before me.

The bear stood at almost 8 feet, his dark brown fur matted and mangy. His larger-than-life frame filled the doorway, breaking the frame away as he came crashing in.

Shit.

I only had seconds to think and shifted to my black wolf, Dacia.

He was big, bigger than most and powerful. I lunged towards the bear, sinking my claws into his arms, hopefully keeping them down so the fucker couldn’t claw me, those things were huge! Snapping at his neck and trying to get a good grip.

The room was large, suddenly became smaller, filled with a gigantic bear and Wolf, who were tearing away at each other. The fucker managed to free one arm and his huge paws latched onto my shoulder and tore me away from him. I landed on the other side of the room and quickly recovered, despite the pain radiating through my torn shoulder. I looked down, making sure my wolf's front leg was still there, and propelled myself on to the bear again. This time catching his neck in the perfect place as my paws clawed into his chest.

The fucking bitch bear held on as he tried to suffocate me by squeezing the life out of me. Goddess, these fuckers were strong. Dacia howled in anger, he was not going to make it easy for this fucker.

Today was not our day to die. Still latching on to the bastard’s neck, Dacia started clawing at his face. Ripping his eyes out and tearing at his muzzle. He flailed his arms, tearing at our back, digging deep, but we didn’t let up. Our jaws filled with the putrid taste of his blood, coating our once shiny black fur, dripping from the muzzle.

The fucker was going to die.

I felt his body start to weaken as I fought hard. Then he dropped. Dropped to the floor, like a sack of potatoes. Just a heavier and a louder thud. I released his neck from my hold when I heard the last beat of his heart and shifted back to my human form. Glancing around, my eyes first found Lamia, ignoring Hunji who had plunged his dagger into the back of the bear's neck, severing the spine, the silver from the dagger, making sure he could never heal from that.

My sexy doll was still out cold. I don’t know how. Her mother’s small frame lay across her, protectively covering her daughter. I stumbled towards the bed, suddenly extremely aware of the soaring pain in my shoulder and arm. I didn’t make it to the bed, my vision went dark, and I remember nothing else.