Filed To Story: Fated is Overrated Novel Free by Brenda Minnaard
Her smiles falters for a fragment of a second, but I caught it. Although I am reluctant to trust anyone ever again, Xena is coming close. The way she defended me behind my back warmed my heart. But I am afraid of attaching myself to anyone ever again. As I go ahead to put my old phone on the charger, as it is dead empty now, Xena speaks up. “I wanted to speak to you about that as well dear. I discussed with Zion. And actually, we want to offer you a place within the royal pack, we want you to stay. I think there is something special about you dear. I am not just speaking of your personality, which I adore and reminds me of my younger self so much, I am referring to the special abilities I mentioned. If you were to stay we could help you in figuring out those abilities. And of course, you would be free to train with our warriors and finetune your skills. We even have staff specialized in bringing forward dormant wolves. And well, lastly, I just enjoy having you around. We only have 2 boys, you are like the daughter I never had” she smiles.
“That is a lot to think about, honestly it hadn’t even crossed my mind as a possibility that I could stay here for a while longer in a free capacity that is. I had my plans laid out for in the human world, where I have a future. And thank you for being so kind to me, Xena. I haven’t had anyone be so kind to me since my mother passed”. “You don’t have to stay indefinitely if you cannot find a future here, dear. You could try for a while and develop yourself further for as long as you wish. I am sorry to hear about your mother. I can imagine she was a wonderful woman, as she raised a great daughter”. I smile, reminiscing my mother. She was not just a great woman, she was the greatest. “Just think about it please dear, for me. If you need me I will be in the office, or in our room which is one floor up from here”. “Thank you. By the way – does this mean I am free to head for a run, or just go to the gardens or gym or anything” “of course dear, you are free to roam around!”. I smile as she walks towards the door. “Xena?” she turns around facing me again “would it be possible to train with the warriors already? Maybe as to see how it goes or something?” “of course dear! I will arrange everything for you – be ready at 8 in the morning tomorrow. I will have the maids bring you some more clothes and sports attire” she beams, almost more excited than I am, before heading out the door. Although I have a good feeling about this friendship, I still keep a big barrier around my heart. But I will consider it, especially training with the royal warriors for a while is a big sales pitch, as I would love to get to the next level in my training and I am sure the royal warriors have brutal training. I would benefit a lot from training with them. Having this pleasant outlook of tomorrows training and the pleasant conversation with Xena, my anger has completely dwindled down to nothing. And even better – I am free to head to the gym or go for a run!
Not having to be told twice, I grab my phone and air pods and rush out of the room, wanting to head towards the main hallway. After having been out on my own for 2 weeks I have grown accustomed to being outdoors. Although I haven’t been inside the palace for that long, I already feel claustrophobic and I need to head outside to breathe in some fresh air. Not to mention I would like to explore the woods and gardens surrounding the palace. Right after having rounded the corner of my bedroom door I slam into something hard when I wasn’t paying attention. “Ouch!” I exclaim, even though it doesn’t actually hurt, just from the shock of bumping into what feels like a wall. But as I look what I had bumped into I notice the wall is wearing black slacks and brown dress shoes. As I look up I see a black blouse which is nearly giving up the battle against the straining muscles on his arms. Seriously – that can’t be comfortable, right? Looking up further I see the blazing blue eyes of one of the twins – somehow I know that this is Zane, the youngest one. “Watch were you are going dumbass. And take your filthy eyes off me”. I guess they couldn’t keep the fa?ade of being civil up too long, or perhaps he is pissed that their little plan from earlier backfired.
Lola POV
Folding my arms across my chest, I choose to reply “don’t flatter yourself, you are in my path, that’s all” as I brush past him. “Going where?” “none of your business” I yell back as I keep walking. I am about done with these self-entitled, conceited *ssholes, princes or not, and wanting to wait on their wolves or not, they are on my last nerve. He comes charging towards me yelling “The hell it is! You are a prisoner here, a rogue. You are in no way free to roam around” as he pins me against the wall. The fury in his eyes is visible. How did he ruin my good mood so damn quickly? “Your mother, the Queen, said otherwise. If you have any problems, I suggest you take it up with her. Now, please remove your arms, so I can move” thinking to myself that I’ll only ask nicely once. He doesn’t budge as his eyes glaze over, he is mind linking his mother to verify my story, of course. When done with the mind conversation, he removes his right hand and slams it into the wall, right next to my head. I don’t blink an eye, not wanting to give him that satisfaction. I would so badly like to break his arms and strap them around his own back like shoelaces, but I can’t do that, unfortunately. Not just because I am in their territory, but also because of the friendship I have with his mother. And who am I kidding, he is a royal Lycan, I physically couldn’t even if I wanted to. Reigning in my anger, I push his arm aside mildly and walk the direction I was heading in without uttering another word.
As I reach the main hallway, I am still wondering to myself what on earth the moon goddess was thinking with mating them to me. Is this a punishment, did I piss her off somehow? Does she think of me that lowly? I can’t say I have been lucky in any other aspect of my life thus far, so I am really beginning to think I must have done the moon goddess wrong somehow. I know I am too headstrong and independent for a she wolf, as our culture is for the females to submit to the males and bow down – but geez, would she really hate me that much for it? All the more reason for me to go live out in the human world, where there is more equality and, I could kick any male’s ass with my wolf strength. Even those who are considered strongest among humans.
Walking in the main hallway and out the door, I am once again reminded of where I am. Not only because of the rich interior, but mostly because of all the stares and glares I am receiving. It’s pretty clear that, indeed, nobody – except the Queen – wants me here. Although I would like to claim it doesn’t bother me, it does. I have always been unwanted everywhere and I hate to admit it saddens me, but it does. I already feel bad about having promised the Queen I would stay another day at least, but I always keep my promises. But the good news is – I have my music back! I turn on my phone, pop my pods in, and quickly put on “Boulevard of broken dreams” by Green Day, as this is uncannily reflective of my mood at the moment. The moment the music hits my ears I smile to myself and all the prior sadness washes away. Music really is my remedy and I have greatly missed this. Even though I walk alone, I’ve got this. Still smiling to myself like an idiot I ignore all the glares as I reach outside.
Ever since I have turned on my phone, it has been buzzing for minutes on end with all the notifications I have missed. Curiosity gets the better of me when I check them. I find a lot of messages and missed calls from Chris, David, Nadia and Jason. I just want to pop the notifications since I am a little bit autistic in that way – I can’t stand the notification signs. I open the missed calls and notice the last one from Jason was even yesterday. They knew I left my phone at home – so why keep bothering? Not to mention, it’s their own fault I’m not speaking with them. I quickly open the messages and open and close those from Chris and David without reading. Somehow I do want to read those from Nadia and Jason, just to see what excuse they had. I guess I want closure on why – again – I didn’t mean as much to the people as I loved as they did to me.
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