Fated is overrated

Zeke POV

We ended up talking to Damon for a bit after Zeke let his friend go. He was surprisingly, almost suspiciously, nice to us again. Especially considering Zane almost strangled his friend to death. I wonder why.

He gave us some tips on what to do and, more importantly, what not to do. Mom has given us plenty of advice too, but it's good to get pointers from someone who knows her best.

Not that it is going to be easy, not in the slightest. Not only is she quite stubborn and we have given her no reason at all to trust us, she could possibly get any man she wishes.

Everywhere she goes heads are turning, and it makes me proud and pissed off at the same time. I know I shouldn't feel proud, as she has rejected us, but the kiss has to mean something, right? I know she was drunk, but it doesn't matter. It means somewhere deep down, she wanted to. Or at least I would like to believe that.

I have to say I always think she is beautiful, but my goddess, the way she is looking tonight all dolled up is on a whole other level. The way her hair is cascading down her frame, those mesmerizing green eyes being accentuated by makeup, but above all that dress. Wow. Those crossbands on the side made it clear she isn't wearing any underwear, and it made me rock hard when that perfect body of hers was touching mine. I almost came undone in my pants like a teenage boy.

But then again - it has been over 2 years I have been with a woman, and the most gorgeous woman alive was looking sexy as sin, pressed up against me and kissing me.

Who could blame me? Although it's a huge turn on, at the same time I hate how other men get to see her like this. I can see every guy in here lusting after her and although I am not particularly afraid of her running off with a human or any of the other species, that f*cking Trevor guy is a thorn in my side.'

Have you seen where Lola went? She has been gone for quite some time' Zane sounds in my head, and worry washes over me as I realize I also haven't seen her in quite a while.

Lola POV

I am swaying towards the ladies room, I desperately need to relieve myself after all those drinks. Right when I think I am close to the restrooms a tall, dark and broody guy steps in front of me.

He has jet black hair, a little shorter on the side and a little longer up top. His eyes are about the most vibrant green I have ever seen in my life, and they are staring at me intently.

He is as tall and muscular built as an Alpha would be, but judging by his smell, he isn't a werewolf. I can't quite place what he is though, I have never smelled anything like it. So, he is not a dragon and not a regular human, that's for sure.

I'm too intoxicated to notice I had been staring at him for a while now, and so has he. I finally break eye contact and try to step around him, but he steps to the side, effectively blocking my path again. I raise an eyebrow in question, and the first words that come out of his mouth are "what are you?".

His arms are folded across his chest, and I can't help but notice the pecs on this guy. What is wrong with me tonight?? His piercing gaze is looking at me with curiosity from head to toe.

I turn and twist while looking at my own body, even grasping my own boobs for dramatic effect, before replying "well, I think. I think I might be a woman?". He just looks at me bewildered, probably wondering if I really said that.

I just laugh and add " a woman who needs to use the restroom. So, if you will excuse me" while pushing past him towards the restrooms.

I am a little too tipsy to be wearing a dress like this, I soon notice. I was fiddling to get it back in all the right places for goddess knows how long, until I see a familiar face all of a sudden. "NADIA!!! My soon to be sis in law!!!!"

I throw my hands around her neck and hug her tight. She chuckles and smiles at me. "Someone is a little tipsy, isn't she?". "Noooooooo!", I exclaim while almost tripping over my own feet. Yikes.

She chuckles again and starts to fix my dress for me. "Nahwwww thank you babe! I love you" I kiss her on the cheek. She laughs "come on silly, let's head back to Damon. As much as I love to see you unwind like this, you need some protection as you are unable to defend yourself right now". I wave her off "nooooo everyone is so friendly here!".

She laughs and shakes her head, while we walk back out of the restrooms. As we round the corner to head back towards the club, I slam into someone. "Woops, sorry!" I exclaim, before I look up to see it is the same guy from earlier. I sober up ever so slightly, because Nadia was right, I am in no state to do anything to anyone right now.

I shouldn't have let loose like ths. If he is a threat, I am in a pretty vulnerable state right now. But then again, we are in the human world, so whatever his intentions are I should be relatively safe.

I glance around and notice he has an entire group of men surrounding him, surrounding us. Surprisingly, none of them look alike all that much. It's not like with werewolves, where the vast majority has black hair and dark eyes. I whisper -probably a little too loud- to Nadia "what is he?" "I-I don't know..".