Fated is overrated

Lola

POV

On second thought, I don't need the books that badly, do I? 'Lola, please? I really need to know more about what we can do and how to train it. So far, we have only been able to access our powers when you get livid, but we need to be able to control them and

unlock all our powers' Liberty pleads with me.

Yugh. I hate that it makes sense and that I have to ask them. Or do I?" Drake, could you ask Queen Xena for the books for me perhaps?" I ask with a satisfied smirk on my face, thinking I have won. I can see Zeke and Zane's grins dropping, and they are now glaring daggers at Drake.

"Sorry honey, I really don't want to get in the middle of this...." he glances at twatwaffle 1 and 2. I let out a frustrated groan. So far for putting in the effort for your supposedly long-lost daughter.

I try giving him a pout, trying to pull at his conscience, but he doesn't budge and just shakes his head with a chuckle. "Fine" I huff "Zeke, Zane, can you get me the books?"

I grit out in frustration, not even looking at them. I have to work really hard to not roll my eyes out of their sockets for having to ask them anything nicely.

"Sure..." Zeke drawls and I almost let out a breath I was holding, before he adds "if you go on a date with us". "Blackmail much" I grit out, and I can't help but roll my eyes this time.

I swear I was able to see my skull for having them rolled back so far. "Desperate times call for desperate measures kitten" Zane smirks. "Do. NOT. Call. Me. Kitten"

I grit out. I am balling my fists and clenching my teeth so hard, I am afraid they are going to break if I keep this up. All the while, both idi*ts are still just smirking at me with a twinkle in their eyes.'

Lola please? I have never asked you for anything and I have always been here for you, haven't I?' Liberty pleads. Yughhhhhh, way to guilt-trip me into it. 'Fine,' I grumble back to her while pinching the bridge of my nose."

Yugh, fine! But I want every book you have on white wolves, hybrid Lycans and possibly white dragons if you have any". I give them a stern look. Both of them have a broad smile on their faces and I have to work overtime to not growl at them. Blackmailing little f*cks. 1

"Absolutely! Are you free Saturday?" Zeke asks eagerly."

I would prefer Sunday" I grumble. "Cool, we will pick you up at noon" Zane beams. "Noon? Weird time to have a "date", but whatever.

Pick me up here, I won't give you my address" I reply coldly, still wondering why they would want a date during the day. And why they would force someone who despises them."

Well, why would we start in the evening, if we can have the entire day together?" Zane grins from ear to ear. I roll my eyes so far back again, it physically hurts.

One of these days my eyes are going to get stuck back there. How the hell did I walk into that trap?! I just grumble and don't offer any more response.

"Well, if that was all, I will be on my way now" I simply state and move to stand up again. Drake asks for my phone number and I reluctantly give it to him. I am very wary, but they already hunted me down, so what could he possibly do with my phone number alone? And if there is any chance he is my father, I would really like to know.

A part of me is still yearning for a sense of belonging, for family. The knuckleheads ask for my address to pick me up on Sunday, but I tell them again to just meet me here. I don't want them to know where I live.

The rest of the day had gone by in a blur. I wasn't really getting any more work done as I was too distracted, so I headed home early. Since sh*t is hitting the fan, I have to tell Nick everything, including my poor excuses of mates. He has been here for me for 2 years, he has been my absolute rock.

He deserves to know everything I had been too embarrassed to tell him. And then he will - like everyone else - walk away probably, and I'll be alone again. But he deserves to know, I owe him that much.

I step into the house, and am immediately greeted by a confused-looking Nick.

"What are you doing home already? Is everything alright?" he asks while giving me a hug. Although he is clear in wanting to be more than friends, he never pushes me and any intimate moments we shared have always been initiated by me. I sigh.

"Actually, it's not. We need to talk, there is a lot I haven't told you about my past, and you need to know now". "You don't have to Lola, I don't care about your past". Well, it's also pretty relevant in the present. Please sit and let me tell you my story, while I am still able to".

He sits down whilst giving me the puppy dog eyes, looking confused and concerned. I brace myself for seeing the puppy eyes and concerned look morph into disgust and contempt, as I tell him everything from scratch.

From being found abandoned as a baby, to being ditched by Chris and bullied for years, to being abandoned by Nadia and Jason, to my time in the royal Kingdom and how the *ssholes are my mates and yet tried to ship me off as a s*x slave. Ironically, to the guy that may or may not be my brother now.

I relay to him about having met the dragon King,who claims to be my father now. And finally, I drop the bomb that I don't only have a wolf (or I guess a Lycan, actually?), but also a dragon.

And the events leading up to my first shift into Justice. I only leave out the part where my wolf is a giant white Lycan with special powers, and my dragon a magnificent ice dragon.

I don't want him to only want to be my friend because I have powers, just like the twins after they realized what I am. Whether it is friendship or something more, I want people to want me for me.

As I finish, I finally dare to look up at his expression. Rather than finding the disgust I was expecting, I still find the same concern and.. Sadness? "I am so sorry to hear everything that happened to you Lola.

And I can't tell you how happy it makes me that you trust me enough to have opened up to me. But, what did you mean when you said it is relevant in the present? Are you.... Are you heading back to your mates?" He asks with a sad expression.