Fated is overrated

Lola POV

My heartbeat shoots through the roof and I feel my palms getting sweaty. This was what I have been waiting for. What I have asked from them for so long, what I wanted. So why doesn't it feel like that? Why does it feel like my heart is about to be ripped apart? 'Because you love them, you fool! Stop them!' Liberty yells at me. I gulp. Do I? 'YES YOU DO NOW STOP THEM!!'.

Both of them let out a deep sigh, before chorusing "I, Zeke/ Zane Nariva, acc-", but before they can finish, I find myself almost stumbling over my own feet in a rush to get to them. My hands are clasped tightly over both their mouths, before I can even come to terms with what I have just done, and why.

To say they look dumbfounded would be an understatement, they are looking at me as if they just witnessed burning water. Time seems to stand still as I try to find the words to say. What the hell do I say to them?!

'That you love them... Liberty deadpans, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. But nothing about my situation with them is obvious. I even confuse myself.

"Lola?" Zane questions softly, as they remove my hands gently. "I... I...." I try to speak, but I can't find the words. I don't even understand it myself, so how could I explain it to them? "You don't want us to accept the rejection?" Zeke asks carefully, almost seeming afraid for my answer. I look into their eyes pleadingly, but still at a loss for words.

They both move closer carefully, until I am enveloped in a warm embrace. I allow myself to relax into their arms, inhaling their delicious scent deeply. "We are so sorry for everything Lola" "we will spend forever making it up to you if you'll let us"

"we will NEVER let you down again" they whisper into my ears, as I sink further into their embrace. For something that seemed so wrong for so long, it feels so right.Stop reading the wrong and incomplete storyline, j o b ni b.c om has the correct and complete book. "If you ever defend or choose someone else over me again, or make me feel like the third wheel again, I will nail both of your balls to the wall". They both chuckle, but I'm dead serious. I pull back slightly to be able to look at them. "That wasn't a joke" I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh we know!" Zane laughs, while tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You'll need to earn my trust. Trust isn't given, but earned. And as you broke my trust, it'll take some time" I mumble the last part.

They both smile slightly and nod at me, before pulling me in for another hug. Zeke is kissing the top of my head and inhaling my scent, while Zane is kissing my cheek softly, passionately. He trails his fingers across my neck, while his lips are still planting small kisses on my cheek.

I shiver at their touches, their scent, their close proximity, everything. I never knew a kiss on the cheek could feel so passionate, so intimate.

But here I am, practically putty in their hands from the combined sensations. What happened to the independent kickass brute I used to be? 'You still are. But even brutes need love. And lots and lots of steamy s*x' Liberty snickers in my mind.

I can feel she is over the moon right now, and I would be lying if I told you I wasn't enjoying this myself. I just don't want to be weak, I want to remain independent. 'Oh sweety, we are anything but weak, nor dependent. Just because you want them, doesn't mean you need them'.

I guess she is right. If you told me I would be enjoying embracing them a few weeks ago, I would have called you insane and laughed in your face.

But then I recall something from a few minutes ago, and I pull back slightly to ask them what is on my mind. "Hey, by the way, how were you 2 able to go past the force field?".

They look at each other questioningly, while I see their eyes glaze over. I wonder what they aren't telling me. "I don't know" Zeke shrugs, but he is clearly lying.

I raise my eyebrow and fold my arms across my chest, letting him know I am not buying it. And furthermore, I'm really annoyed about the fact that they are lying to my face unabashedly like this.

Right after we had made some progress too. They don't say anything more, so I ask "so that's the lie you are going to go with?". I can see the panic flare across Zane's face from the corner of my eye, seemingly pleading with Zeke to tell me the truth. But Zeke insists.

"It's not a lie, we were just able to push through, I am unsure why" he speaks casually, but I don't miss the small bobble of his throat after speaking. I chuckle humorlessly, while pulling back completely.

"Wow. I thought... I thought you wanted to start over and fix things between us? And right when I am accepting you both for the first time, you decide to blatantly lie to my face.

Your mom may be the one with the gifts to know for sure, but I am no fool. Except for thinking I should give you a chance, I guess". I hate to admit it, and this is exactly the reason I didn't want a mate, but this hurts.

It hurts they wouldn't trust me with their secrets. Especially considering they have been claiming to want me all this time. I turn to walk away, when Zane grabs my hand.