Fated is overrated

Lola POVnoveldrama

"Self-defense isn't fighting dear, so you shouldn't be sorry. My sons on the other hand, Zion and I will have a word with right now in our office" she averts her gaze to her sons. Who are, by the way, still seething mad and have their claws extended, shooting daggers at me. If looks could kill, I wouldn't only be dead. I would already be buried a thousand feet under as well, even if they had to dig the grave with their own bare hands."

NOW" the King bellows to his sons as they flinch from his tone, before following like lost little puppies. As the 4 of them walk towards the palace, I am left standing there with the warriors that have been watching us still stunned in place. All of them are looking at me and I don't really like this much attention on myself.

I much prefer to blend into the crowd. But I can't help myself to call out this Tom guy "oh by the way, thanks Tom, for having an innocent person's back" I say with a raised voice laced with sarcasm and my fists clenching at my side. Tom looks at me incredulously, as do all the others, while I walk away to continue my journey through the gardens.

'Still keen to meet their wolves?' I ask Liberty with a clear hint that I am really not interested in having these f*ckwits as my mates,not even if their wolves were saints. At this point I might even prefer Chris over these douchebags. At least he had a good heart when he was a kid.

Getting more anxious by the minute about it. I somehow doubt their wolves are much better than they are, but I still really need to meet them Lola. I am sorry'. 'Don't be sorry Lib, I get it, you only get one mate. But honestly, I am actually hoping they are equally sh*tty, because I can't imagine being stuck with those *ssholes. But, I would do it for you.

I would do anything for you' 'getting all sappy are we, eh? I would do anything for you too. So let's just wait and see. If they are anything short of absolutely the best wolves we have ever met, it won't even be an issue because I would not put you through that'. I smile. For a wolf, she is such a caring personality' hey! I can hear your thoughts you know' she gushes in mock defense. Just kidding haha. But you are the best'.

I cut the link with Liberty just as I hear someone running up behind me. Instinctively, I turn around and take a fighting stance, ready to defend myself. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

I just wanted to apologize. It's just... I really can't offend the future Kings by calling them out like that, so I figured if I worded it this way it wouldn't be too obvious I am snitching on them, but the Queen would know anyway. She is really perceptive and has a special ability to be able to tell the truth from a lie you know" Tom states. I have no idea why anyone here would apologize to me, so far almost everyone has looked at me like I am indeed the dirt beneath their feet. "It's uhhh.. It's fine Tom, really" I state simply before turning my back and continuing my walk.

"Wait! Can I walk with you?". What? Why would he want to walk with me, the rogue? Instantly my hackles rise, this must be some sort of trap. "Why?" I ask with a stern glare.

"Why what? The walking? Because uh, I like walking?" he says a little awkwardly, whle scratching the back of his neck. "No, why walk with a rogue?

Everyone else here looks at me like I am a trash can. Why on earth would I believe that you just want to walk with me and not have it be some sort of trap to get rid of me?".

"Yikes.. Well, this is a little awkward and all if you're going to make me say it" he scratches the back of his neck again. "You just... you're really pretty, you know? And you seem really sweet too. I'm not like all the others, I don't care you are officially a rogue" he shrugs. Now I am the one stunned. Well, that was bold.

Although I am still not sure if I believe it though. Despite it sounding flattering, I have no interest in any males. I have had enough heartbreaks and failed friendships.

If I don't get close to people, they won't be able to hurt me either. "Look, Tom. I am very flattered that you would think that, but I am not pretty, and I am definitely not sweet.

And I would rather keep to myself, as I am not staying here indefinitely anyway. Sorry" "oh... ok". As Tom turns around and heads back towards what looks like the training grounds, I decide I have totally lost my mood to continue this walk. I would much rather be back in my room listening to the strange mix of music I love.

But unfortunately I need to keep my stamina up, so I decide to run some laps around the gardens before turning back to my room for a nice hot, soothing shower and some music remedy.

Walking down the hallways I notice all the glares I received earlier have now taken on a different form. I can't really decipher the looks, but alongside the angry glare it used to be, it now also contains something that seems like - curiosity? Or in some of the omega's, even fear? Reaching my room, I notice the twins have still not returned to their rooms.

Their scent trail is old. Good, no one to bother me. I head into my room to take a nice hot bath instead of a shower, whilst listening to my music.

I must have drifted off a bit because I am genuinely scared sh* tless when I feel someone touching me suddenly. Not knowing what is going on I thrash around in the tub, trying to prevent myself from drowning.