Fated is overrated

Lola POV

It cost me everything to fly away from them while they were looking so fragile, so broken. I felt bad for them, as weird as it feels to say. I felt bad for the things I forced myself to say. This stupid mate bond is clouding my judgement, I never would have fathomed even speaking to them nicely back in the days. And here I am asking them to sleep beside me when I'm drunk.

What am I, one of their random hussies? Yugh. I know they meant what they said, I haven't felt betrayal pains ever since they found out I was their mate.

And when they speak I can feel they are sincere, the despair is evident in their voice and I can see the longing in their eyes. And f*ck me, it is chipping away at my resilience. This mate bond is tugging at my heart strings and I feel it is slowly getting to me. 'Is it just the mate bond, though?' Liberty sounds in my head. 'Yes it is!' I grumble, but I am beginning to question that because of her. I can't possibly actually like them, right? What is there to like, besides their outer appearance?

'Well you wouldn't know, would you? You have barely had a decent conversation with them. And the time you did, you did enjoy yourself. Even though you hate to admit it'.

I groan to myself. Who's side is she on? 'Always yours, Lola. But maybe your side could also be theirs. You should give them a chance'. Yugh. 'I'll think about it' I grumble in response. Justice rushes us home, occasionally trying to make small talk to diffuse the tension. Liberty and I are both silent, lost in thoughts. My head is all over the place and I don't need to confuse Liberty and Justice with my thoughts. So, for the first time ever, I shut them out. We arrive back at the castle and shift at the clearing in front of it. I'm so lost in thoughts I completely forgot I was walking back stark naked, until I hear Damon shriek "goddess Lola! Put some clothes on, I don't want to see my sister naked!". I laugh when I see Damon covering his eyes tightly.

But I laugh even harder when I see Nadia standing next to him with hickeys covering her neck. Nadia doesn't seem fazed by my nudity, it is pretty common among werewolves.Stop reading the wrong and incomplete storyline, j o b ni b.c om has the correct and complete book. "Looks like you 2 had a fun night" I wink at Nadia. "Are you wearing clothes yet?!" "nope!". Nadia blushes and mouths a 'talk later' to me, to which I giggle in return. "I'll just go take a shower and put on some clothes, see ya later!". "Yes, please do. You smell like Zeke and Zane. Talk about having a fun night, huh?" Damon grumbles. I growl lowly as a response and use this as my cue to head towards the shower and get dressed."

Oh yeah, don't forget, 8pm the party starts!". Sh*t. I almost did forget. I race back to my room and head to the shower. I decide to check my phone for messages before stepping in, but come to see I have none. Somehow, I feel slightly bad at that realization. I take my time in the shower, blocking out Liberty and Justice again so I can think to myself quietly. After some time I step out and dry myself off. Looking at the clock it's only 2 pm, so I have some time left to chat with Nadia.

I decide to put 2 braids in my hair to enhance my waves when it dries up, in preparation for the party tonight. I slip on some comfy clothes for now, sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. As I am still massively hungover, so I skip lunch and head towards the living room where Damon linked me earlier they would be.

Damon leaves Nadia and I to catch up and we chit chat about last night and the upcoming party, until Damon pops back up to retrieve Nadia again. It seems like they hit it off and are getting to know each other. I am happy for them, they deserve all the happiness in the world. And - Nadia will be attending the party with us! I'm happy to have her there with me for moral support, goddess knows I'll need it. By the time Damon has returned it is already 6pm and we need to start getting ready. Nadia will come do our makeup together at around 7pm. Heading back to my room, I slip on my dress for the night, one of the dresses Damon and I picked out together.

It is a long, cream-white A-line dress. The top is completely covered in black lace, the same black lace patterns adorn the bottom of the dress. I don't have much jewelry and I am not into lavish jewelry, my style is pretty simple.

So I don't wear any of that. I wait for Nadia to arrive before we start fixing our makeup. I am doing a smokey black look on myself and Nadia is doing a cat-eye. Time flies by as we laugh and giggle at our girl talk, before we know it the hour has flown by and the party has already been set in motion.

Although I am looking forward to it, I can't seem to shake off the nagging feeling that something bad is going to happen tonight. There will be so many powerful dragons with big egos in 1 place, as well as royals from other species.

Something is bound to happen. But somehow I get the feeling that it won't be the dragons and other species being at odds, I have a nagging feeling that it will be with me. As dragons shifting within the castle could destroy our entire home, the party will be held outside as a precaution. I wonder if the Lycan royals are coming.

I am sure the King and Queen will be here, but after this morning, I am unsure Zeke and Zane will. Liberty has been on edge ever since this morning. And for the first time ever, it feels a bit odd between us. Justice has been growing more quiet by the minute as well, probably because steroids and his bimbo will be at the party as well.