Fated is overrated

Lola POV

I know this is going to sound really weird, but I am finding their jealousy incredibly adorable and hot. It's in a wolf's nature to be possessive. And if I were to be in their shoes, I would probably have reacted the same. If not worse. That being said, I like Felix. He and I

could be great friends, although I am not sure that being friends is his intention right now.

And although he is a charming and nice guy, he is not Zeke and Zane. My bond with them has intensified so much in the past day, it's uncanny really, almost scary. And the s*xual attraction, oh my goddess..

I didn't think I would ever be at this point, but I am actually getting antsy to complete the mate bond, how crazy is that? I used to not want a mate at all, and I used to hate them. And now, I find myself wanting to be in their arms all the time. Preferably stark naked while f*cking me senseless. I am getting all hot and heavy at the thought again, so much so that I actually have to remove the blouse I was wearing, leaving me in my tank top.

The cool air on my shoulders provides some relief to the warmth brewing within me. As I reach the bottom floor, I see Felix anxiously looking up at me, while Damon is still chatting away at him. He doesn't seem to register anything Damon is saying, as he walks right up to me and away from Damon, without a warning,

"Lola! Are you OK?!" he breathes out, with a worrisome look on his face. Before I can answer, he catches me off guard by pulling me into a tight embrace. Geez, I knew he liked me and all, but I didn't know we were on hugging terms already.

Oddly and shamefully enough, I get even more hot from his embrace. What the hell is wrong with me? I should only get hot from my mates' embrace. I pull away from him graciously, keeping my hands on his shoulders which seems like I am comforting him, but I am actually doing it to keep him from embracing me further.

"Don't worry Felix, I am fine. I don't have a scratch on me" I smile at him reassuringly, while patting his shoulders. He breathes a big sigh of relief, before saying "thank god! I heard there was an entire army after we left..". "Yeah, there was..." I respond sadly, thinking back at the unnecessary loss of lives. I will never understand the greed and hunger for power some have, willing to risk all those innocent lives solely for their own benefit.

I am glad I offered those who were there against their will a way out. Come to think of it, what happened to them?" Dame, what happened to the vampires that stepped out?

Are they here? You are keeping them safe I hope?". Damon chuckles, before replying "I guess you were a bit too... preoccupied to notice.." he drawls with wink. "But they are in this castle, yes. They will be joining for dinner, and are very eager to see you".

My excitement bubbles, and now I can't wait to head to the dining hall. "So, what happened?" Felix asks, grabbing my hands. I do my best to ignore the heat creeping up on me, and reply "well.. I fought them..".

Damon snorts, before interjecting "no, she massacred everyone who decided to fight. It was a f*cking bloodbath". I can hear the pride in his voice when speaking. I, on the other hand, am not so proud of it to be honest.

It was a necessity to defend myself and the kingdom and don't get me wrong - I don't regret it in the slightest, but I'm not proud of the loss of lives either. I did have fun in the moment, but as the buzz wore off I started thinking about the ones who might still have been there against their will, if there were any. We will never know, though.

"I just hate that so many had to die, because their "leader's" ego got in the way" I mumble softly. Damon comes up to me and gives me a side hug. "They chose to do so, sis.

You gave those who were innocent a chance to get out, and that is exactly what a great Queen would do. You did everything you could to prevent innocents from getting harmed".

I smile at him weakly, before he speaks up again. "Felix, would you like to join us for dinner?". I give Damon a pointed look, as I know exactly why he is doing this. He just loves to get under my mates' skins.

But, he needs to realize this is serious. Damon however just grins at me in return. "Sure" Felix answers cheerfully, while releasing my hands. As Damon drags us to the dining hall, I feel myself getting hotter and hotter. Which is weird, because it's actually not a

particularly hot day. Dragons are hot blooded creatures, but this is something else entirely. I feel the sweat trickling down my back in small beads, and my black dress pants are sticking to my legs. Yuck.