In a realm set in the future, where the human race has fallen and shifters now rule, comes the epic adventure and tale of The Delta’s Daughter.

Born on the same night as the Kings son, Prince Kellen; Lamia Langley, daughter to the Royal Delta of The New Moon pack (royal pack) bares the mark of a royal and is a seemingly ordinary wolf, until she shifts at the age of 14 and by 15 becomes one of the strongest wolfs in the kingdom. 

All Lamia ever wanted was to serve her prince, become a warrior, find her mate at 18 and live happily ever after. 

Growing up together and sharing a rare and special goddess given bond, everyone is sure Lamia and Prince Kellen will be fated mates. Being given the opportunity to go to the Alpha academy, Kellen and Lamia fall in love and they hope they are fated like everyone thinks. 

But the fates have already mapped out her future. 
What happens when a wolf from the Kings past has his eye on Lamia?

Follow this epic tale of Love, tragedy and betrayal as Lamia starts to discover her family heritage. Will her family’s forgotten heritage and secrets become more than she can handle?

Will her Prince become her mate or will she be fated to another?
Will Lamia rise to become the wolf the goddess’ fated her to be?

**For a mature audience**

The Delta's Daughter

　　The days had passed by slowly and I understood why prisoners would make tally marks in the cells to count the days. I had no idea how long I had been here, three, maybe four weeks


　　It was two days until the opening day when the Gladiator games would begin. That much I knew. 28 days of challenges. 28 days of fighting to survive.


　　When Teal explained the specifics of the month-long games, he told us how we wouldn’t just be fighting each other but slaves or volunteers from surrounding packs, their champions.


　　Currently, Teal was considered the Alphas champion, but we would be facing other challenges. He gave examples of past competitions but he couldn’t say for sure what we were to expect as it was different every year.


　　Our slave barracks were large and could house around 25-30 men, there were around 26 holed up in here with me. Over the past week, the guards had allowed us to exercise and train in the common area.


CHAPTER 138 – Respect