Fated is overrated

Zane POV

I know I shouldn't be sobbing like a little boy publicly, as I am a Lycan prince, but I don't give a f*ck. My heart shattered into a million pieces when she went up in flames and there is no controlling my emotions. I am broken, and I don't know if I will ever heal from this again.

They say you don't know what you have until it's gone, and isn't that the truth. I knew I loved her already, despite her not wanting anything to do with us. I didn't realize however, how f*cking much it would hurt when she would part from us. I didn't realize how much my soul needs her, how I only need her and nobody else, until it was too late. It feels like my soul has been split in half and my heart has been ripped out cold.

My mom is sobbing besides me and rubbing circles on my back, trying to soothe me. But nothing can soothe the gaping hole I feel in my chest. I wish we had done things differently.

I wish I had gotten my head screwed on sooner. None of this might have happened. "Shhhhh baby it's alright" my mom coos in my ear, but it does nothing to calm me whatsoever.

I pause my sobs temporarily to stare at the water. Dumbfounded, not knowing what to make of it. I look at Zeke who has tilted his head to the side, and is also staring at the water incredulously.

The firemen are at a loss for words and decide to cease their attempts in extinguishing the fire. After what feels like forever the flames start to diminish, until they have finally died down altogether.

A vast black circle is covering the area where the arena used to be and where the flames have just died down from. And to my utter disbelief, in the midst of it I see Lola. To access the complete chapters for free, visit Jo b ni b.com. She is completely intact, not a hair on her body has been burned. She is resting on her knees, unmoving, staring ahead mindlessly.

I hear Drake gasp, right before he bolts towards her, Damon is not far behind him. "Lola!! LOLA!!!" Drake all but screams, frantically running towards her.

She seems to be in a trance and isn't responding to anything or anyone. Drake drops to his knees in front of her and cups her cheeks, saying things to her I can't hear from here.

I know he needs this time with his daughter and I know she might not be happy to see me, but every fiber in my body is screaming for me to run to her.

Not to mention Lance, who is practically frothing at the mouth, pushing to take over control to go to her. I take a few tentative steps, before rushing over there myself. I hear Drake speaking softly to her and I see him caressing her cheeks "talk to me sweety, what can I do for you?", but she is still unresponsive.

The flames and black aura around her have died down and her eyes have turned to black, rather than the bloodshot red they were earlier.

"Lola isn't here right now, she needs to rest. Please take her home father" she whispers whilst still staring ahead. Zeke and I try to move closer, but a death glare from Damon stops us in our tracks. Out of all the people, we weren't expecting that from him. We used to be on good terms with him. I know we f*cked up, but so did he. And we have been trying to amend things ever since. I look at him confused, prying for an explanation, but he doesn't say anything and shifts his attention back to Lola. Drake scoops Lola up in his arms, cradling her to his chest. As if this was all the comfort she needed, her eyes shut and she falls completely limp in his arms. Zeke and I can't restrain ourselves and rush forward, to check if she is OK. Drake is glaring at us as well, but he doesn't comment. Zeke grabs her hand and I cup her cheek with my hand. Thankfully, she is still breathing, and I heave a big sigh of relief.

Drake clears his throat softly as to not wake her up, and Zeke and I get the hint and move aside for him to take her away." Drake, where are you taking her? You know our Lycans can help her he...." I don't get to finish my sentence, as Drake cuts me off "not now, Zane. I am taking her back to the castle. She needs to rest. Alone". He gives me a pointed look upon saying the word alone. "But..." Zeke starts, but he also gets cut off immediately "no buts. If she wanted you there, she would have asked". My heart feels heavy at his words, because I know he is right.

But regardless of what she wants, our Lycans could definitely help Liberty heal her faster. And who am I kidding - I need to be with her. My heart feels constricted and I need to be near her, after having just thought I had lost her definitively. "Drake please, we don't have to be in the same room, but please let us be close to her" my voice cracks with emotion, and Drake's features soften just a little towards me."

You can both stay in our guest quarters, just don't come near her room uninvited. It wouldn't end well". I know I should be scared of her power, after what I have just witnessed. And if not even that - scared of the protective father and dragon King, whose daughter we have wronged.

But somehow, I am not. I could never be scared of our mate. If she happens to kill me in her anger, then so be it. Looking over at Damon, he might be the only one that frightens me a little, as his father is a King and needs to be composed, he is not. And if looks could kill, we would be dead right now.