Fated is overrated

Lola POV

Please tell me this is a bad joke? Not that I wanted a mate to begin with, but what kind of bad joke would the moon. goddess be pulling, by pairing me with those 2 dipsh*ts?' Liberty whimpers in my mind I know the human versions are *ssholes, but what if their wolves are nice? Rejecting them would also mean rejecting their wolves.. I can feel her sadness through the bond we share and I feel bad for her.

I have never given the mate thing much thought. As a small kid I was naïve and even hoped that Chris would be my fated mate. Oh the irony in that now... This book has many missing chapters and scenes if you're not reading it on Jo b n ib. co m. I don't know which is worse, Chris or the douche princes. I used to think Jason was the only good guy out there, but even he disregarded and abandoned me.

A sudden wave of sadness hits me when I realize everybody in my life abandoned me, nobody wants me. Am I really that unlovable? That despicable? Not even my parents, those who were supposed to love me unconditionally, could be bothered if I lived or died. Then my childhood best friend Chris turned on me and became my biggest tormentor, but at least I still had Nadia and Jason. But they, too, decided I was worthless.

Tears sting my eyes thinking about the only 2 people I ever loved besides my mother. I never allow myself to think about it much. Even though they wouldn't be able to see, they still don't deserve my tears. I am bitter like that.

And then, to top it off, my mate - well, mates - have to be the most egotistical *ssholes in wolf history. And, of course, repulsed by me. I should feel anger at the way they look at me and the words they have said, but right now and just at this moment, I allow myself to feel sad for the mate bond i will never get to have. Even though I never wanted it

- another rejection still stings. I chuckle bitterly to myself while the tears spill freely. I guess I really am that repulsive. A part of me hopes their wolves are equally sh* tty, to not complicate things further. But the other part of me wishes for Liberty's sake that she won't face the same rejection I always have.

I am so sorry Lola. I really am. You are NOT repulsive, you are more special than you can fathom. I know it doesn't mean much, but to me, you mean anything and everything. I love you'

More tears spill as I'll allow it this once. I always push myself to be strong, to not be weak. But even the toughest soldiers have their breaking point I guess. 'I love you too, Liberty. You are also anything and everything to me' I say with a sad smile.

Right. Enough crying, time to freshen up and put the poker face back on. I head to the only door in the room and open it, to find an astonishing bathroom. Of course, what else did I expect?

Again, marble from head to toe. The bathroom has a huge shower which could fit 8 of me and a bathtub big enough to drown in. It could easily fit 6 of me as well. I guess with big Lycan wolves things need to be this big in order to fit them.

After having showered I feel renewed again, the hot steamy water on my skin actually did wonders to soothe me. I took my sweet time basking in the comfort of it. And having it after 2 weeks of only bathing in lakes or rivers occasionally makes you appreciate it all the more.

I head out into the room again, pondering what I am going to wear as all but one set of my clothes are filthy. And I was intending to put that set on as soon as I reached humanterritory - as I can't go looking for a job looking like a bum.

But as I reach my bag near the massive bed, I find 3 stacks of clothes and a set of underwear neatly folded on the bed with a note in front of it "I thought you could use some clean clothes, dear.

Hope you don't mind. I asked the maids to wash your clothes in the meantime, so you will have fresh clothes of your own again. - Xena". Wow, that is really nice of her.

The kind gesture brings small tears to my eyes, but not from sadness this time. I just hope she is sincere in her intentions and was honest about wanting to let me leave.

I look at the stacks of clothes - all 3 are different styles for me to choose from. All of them are my perfect size. I wonder how she arranged all of that so quickly.novelbin

The first option is the most casual one, black pants and a white blouse. The second one is more feminine, a beautiful yellow sundress with a round neckline and a flowy skirt.

The third option is the most formal one but also the most daring one in my prude eyes, as I always wear very concealing clothes. It is a tight black dress with a round neckline and a slit on the left side which would reach about mid-thigh for me. I bite down on my lower lip. I don't know what to choose.

I really don't feel comfortable in revealing clothes, but as I will be dining with the King and Queen I need to dress as formal as possible.

Sighing, I drop the towel and put on the underwear, a lacy black set. After the underwear I grab the black dress and slip it on. It's as if the dress was custom-made for me, with the way it clings to my body. It shows off everything I have, and I suddenly feel really self- conscious about it.

I know it sounds weird but it feels as if I am completely naked like this, everything on display. I put on the black and red pumps that were on the floor in front of the clothes.

I head to the bathroom to take a good look at myself and I let my hair fall freely across my back from the bun it was previously captured in. If the Queen picked these clothes - they must be alright, right? As I am still pondering on if I have picked the right thing, there is a knock at the door.

Hesitantly, I call for whoever is at the door to come in. A maid walks in my line of sight and says "I am here to escort you to dinner, miss". F*ck is it already time?! I don't have time to contemplate and change if needed now! I gulp down the lump in my throat and reply "alright", whilst following her out the door.

The walk to the dining hall is uncannily short as opposed to the other walks I have had here thus far. As we reach the big double doors, the maid signals where I have to enter, before heading off in the opposite direction. Right as I am about to enter, I am halted in my tracks and can hear one of the twins yelling "WHAT THE F*CK MOTHER?"