Fated is overrated

Lola POV

Although we are sort of surrounded, he doesn't seem menacing in any way, strange as it might be. "Let's start over. Hi, I'm Felix. And you are?" he holds out his hand for me to take, but I decide to be the stubborn little b*tch I am for a bit longer. "I am a living nightmare, waiting to get back to the only people who can handle me".

He smiles cockily, before replying "and who would that be precisely? Damon the dragon heir, or Zeke and Zane, the Lycan heirs? You have quite the harem, don't you?". I tap my chin, before walking up to him and urging him to bend down, so I can whisper in his ear "that would actually be... none of your damn business". Whatever he is, he smells nice though.

He smells good and definitely isn't hard on the eyes, that's for sure. His smile falters for a split second, before he turns it into a wide grin and replies, with a glint of amusement in his eyes "feisty little one, aren't you? I'll tell you what. If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine, since you were so keen to find out what I am". "Nah, I'm good.

Now, if you will excuse us, my harem is awaiting me" I say sarcastically. He is watching me intently with a wide grin on his face, but steps aside as a gesture that I am free to walk.

I don't know what is with me tonight, but as I walk past him I take some time to whisper in his ear "my name is Lola, remember it" before winking at him and dragging Nadia along.

"Damn girl... You've changed in the past years! Jason would have loved to see you like this. I almost sh*t my pants just now". I laugh wholeheartedly and hook my arm in hers, as we walk back to Damon and the guys.

To my great shock, Damon is talking with Zeke and Zane. Weren't they on bad terms or something? "What took you guys so long?" Damon smiles up at us both, and I smile back affectionately at him. Nadia seems shy all of a sudden, so I answer for the both of us. "We ran into.. an interesting situation I guess". Nadia snorts "interesting my *ss! What she means to say is we got surrounded by a bunch of bulky dudes, non-humans, of which one seemed to be very interested in what Lola's roots were".

I hear a low growl coming from Zeke and Zane, and I have to stifle the smile that is willing to come out. So possessive. And they look like s*x on a stick tonight. But I can't have a repeat of the control I lost earlier, so I don't dare to look at either of them. Damon looks at me concerned, mixed with anger. "What?! Where? What did they look like? What did they say? Do you see them anywhere now??" Damon fires question after question.Stop reading the wrong and incomplete storyline, j o b ni b.c om has the correct and complete book. "Slow down Dame. They didn't do anything, they were just curious what I was" I shrug. "I should probably stop drinking now though". Trevor, who looks like he just got put through the wringer, laughs and says "that's what we told you before you decided to try to alcohol-poison us all". "Geez what happened to you?"

I ask, while approaching him and running my hands up and down his face and throat. He glares at Zeke and Zane, and that is all he needed to do. I give him a tight hug, making sure to push my body flush with his, while I snake my hands around his waist, just to antagonize the pups a bit for hurting him. Perhaps I am being a b*tch, I know.

Werewolves, and especially Alphas, let alone Royal Lycans, are extremely possessive of their mates. It is in our nature. And despite not being with them, I feel a twinge of possessiveness and jealousy whenever I see them with other she wolves now as well. Which is weird, because I didn't feel like that before, did I?