Fated is overrated

Zeke POV

When we got back from the kitchen, I started to panic slightly when Lola was nowhere to be seen. I didn't feel any strange emotions coming from her though. So, we just mind linked her where she was, and she responded she was on the toilet. However, that's about 15 minutes ago by now, and I am starting to get increasingly anxious. Just when I am about to say to Zane that I am going to go look for her as it is taking too long, I feel an overwhelming amount of emotions coming from her. The main emotion being fear, and I panic completely, as Lola is never so afraid. 'FIND MATE!!!!' Lex roars in my head, and Zane and I barge up the stairs, following her scent trail. I feel Lex is pushing to take over control from me and to be honest, I am about to let him, when Zane barges through our bedroom door.

Lola is sitting on the bed, as pale as a sheet and her gaze pinned to the floor. Damon is sitting next to her and seems to be comforting her. "Lola!" I rush over to kneel before her. I tilt her chin up, and I can see tears brimming the corners of her eyes. It hurts my heart seeing her like this. I cup her face and say " what's wrong baby girl, tell us?".

Zane is also kneeling before her, stroking her hair softly. "I'll leave this up to you guys" Damon says with a small smile, before kissing the top of her head and walking out the door. Lola remains silent as a few tears start to spill over. I wipe her tears with my thumb, waiting patiently for her to be ready to talk.

"I know why the steaks smell so vile to me." she begins in a soft, meek voice. Which is nothing like Lola at all, she is always so strong and fierce, no matter the circumstance. I feel my panic increasing by the second. Each second she isn't speaking I can hear my own heart pounding in my chest.

She sighs deeply, glancing between the 2 of us, before saying softly "I am pregnant". My heart skips a beat, or 2, or more. "What?" Zane breathes out, stealing the words right out of my mouth. I so desperately want pups with her, but I know she doesn't, so I had already resided in the fact that we would never have them.

"I'm pregnant..." she repeats, dropping her gaze to the floor in defeat. I don't know whether to be excited, anxious, or sad at this point, as I don't know what she is going to say next. I can't hold my tongue any longer though, I need to know.

"Are... Are you.." I can't seem to speak the words, they are unwilling to leave my lips in fear of her answer. Zane is just looking at her with concern written all over his face, as I am sure I am too.

"I... I could never..." she speaks, but she too doesn't seem the be able to speak the words she is wanting to say. Unfortunately, her 3 spoken words could go either way, so we are still none the wiser. I tilt her chin with my hand, staring deep into her eyes with my own unshed tears clouding my vision. "Words, please, baby" I manage to squeeze out, my voice breaking entirely from emotion. More tears start streaming down her face, before she rushes out all in 1 go "what if I will be a terrible mom? I have no clue what to do with a baby! I don't know how much they drink, when they start eating actual foods, which diapers they need. Goddess, I don't even know what stuff a baby all needs! Where do they sleep, what do they like, what do they do all day?!".

As she gasps for air, Zane and I can't help but let out a laugh. "THAT is why you didn't want pups? Because you don't know anything about them yet? Baby girl, neither do we. Nobody does, before they get pregnant and start educating themselves on the topic. We have months to figure it all out, together" Zane speaks, before kissing her hands.

"But what if I'm just not good at it? I have never been a girly girl, what if I'm not cut out for it?" she is still sniffling, but she seems to be calming down slightly. "You will be the best mom there is, baby girl. And we will do everything together, you will never raise our pups alone, you have us. We will figure it out together" I coo her, and she seems to be calming down even more. "We love you so f*cking much Lola.

You are EVERYTHING to us, you know that right?" Zane adds, and she offers us a small smile. "Promise? Promise we will do it together?" she asks softly, looking at us both with a hint of fear. "Promise" we both reply in unison, and her smile broadens a bit. She casts her gaze downwards, before replying "well, you know, you 2 would make absolutely stunning DILFS".

She laughs at her own joke, to which Zane and I can't help but chuckle. "As long as this mommy is the only one who gets to have a turn" she continues, before looking at us with an array of emotions in her eyes.

'Did she.. Does she mean..?' Zane links me, and I am unsure as well. "Do you mean...?" I start to ask, but I can't seem to finish coherent sentences tonight. "Wait a minute.. I have bargaining power right now, I need to make the best of this.

I'll say yes if either of you always cleans the poopy diapers" she answers smugly. "Done" Zane and I reply without thinking twice. We both answer so fast, she seems to be caught off guard. I chuckle "we would have done that anyway for you baby girl. Truthfully spoken, we would do anything you ask of us period. You don't even need bargaining power".

I entwine our hands together, before planting a soft kiss on her hand. "I was kind of joking, but good to know" she winks at us, before saying "well, then, I guess I am getting myself 2 very handsome, very sweet, very sexy DILFs" seductively.

Zane and I let out low approval growls, and I can't help but get up to my feet and pull her up into my arms. I twirl her around, before setting her down again. I pepper her face with kisses, and her giggles are music to my ears.

Zane nudges me out of the way, before wrapping her into a big bear hug as well. "I love you both so, so much" Lola breathes out, and I can't help but choke up. Life is so f*cking perfect right now. She is so f*cking perfect.