Filed To Story: Fated is Overrated Novel Free by Brenda Minnaard
Whilst he is still trying to land blows to my face, I sweep his legs, landing him flat on his back. I waste no time getting on top of him and pinning him down to the ground. I hadn’t thought this one through though, or maybe it’s just because I am inexperienced, but in the position I am in, I am actually sort of.. Straddling him? Our private parts are apparently touching because I can feel something hard poking me down there, and it catches me completely off guard. I bet I look like a fish out of water right now with the way my mouth is hung open. Zane seems to be mirroring my expression as we both just lay and sit there. I am still pinning him, but Zane isn’t even struggling anymore, and I am just dumbfounded. Even more f*cking horrifying… I am actually getting aroused by his thick, hard member pressing against my thin fabric down there. F*ck this stupid mate bond, making my body react to him without me actually wanting it to. I can feel my cheeks are already a deep shade of red, but they turn an even deeper shade of red when I realize I am actually getting wet. F*ck f*ck f*ck. Werewolves can smell that…. Let alone Lycans! Especially Zane will be able to tell, but I’m guessing even some close enough bystanders can. This is so embarrassing, shoot me. Shoot me now!
Zane’s eyes darken when his nostrils flare and I feel something twitching in his pants, causing a soft moan to slip through my lips. Again, my body betraying me against my own will. Zane’s response is immediate when I feel another twitch, and he grinds his hard member into my core. Absolutely f*cking horrified and no longer interested in if I lose the match to him or not, I jump off like I just got burned in acid. I look around to see many warriors, as well as the King and Queen, watching us. Luckily, they are at some distance, so they won’t be able to smell my arousal. Zane is still on the ground unmoving, looking up at me with his black eyes filled with lust. I really hate these pieces of sh*t and they hate me too. But the sight of him on the ground like that with his tousled blonde hair, lustful eyes, that Adonis-like body and not to forget the raging tent in his pants, does things to me and I hate to admit it. If only their personalities matched their appearance, I would probably be a goner. I feel another wave of wetness hit my panties and I clear my throat to say in a raised voice “I forfeit, you win” and run away towards the restrooms.
Lola POV
I went to see Tom directly after training, to see how he was doing. But to my shock, he completely ignored me as if I wasn’t even there. I wonder if he blames me for being beaten by Zeke? I mean it probably was because he was friendly with me.. But that doesn’t give Zeke the right to beat him senseless. I am here because their mother requested me to be! And just because Zeke and Zane are both mental, doesn’t make it my fault he attacked him. He didn’t seem to be upset with me when he got carried away.. I tried several times to engage with Tom and I outright confronted him that this wasn’t my fault, but he paid no heed to my words and didn’t even look up at me once. In the past I would have been hurt by this, especially since he was my first kiss (thank god nothing more than that), but I guess all the heartbreak in my life is starting to make my heart numb. Instead of feeling hurt, I feel my most prominent emotion: anger. I am angry that he would just flat out ignore me like this after he seemed so sincere the other day and actually saved my life. Instead of the usual self-doubt and pangs of hurt I never like to admit aloud setting in, I feel cold as ice. I think the walls around my heart are about the height of mount Everest finally, and I don’t feel anything anymore. Anything other than anger, that is. I am angry at everything and everyone. I have done nothing but try to be kind to others in my life, and all I get in return is for them to trample and stomp all over my heart. I am done being the kindhearted girl that gets hurt time and time again. It’s time for me to start doing the hurting.
After an exhausting day thus far, I’m sitting in my new favorite spot by the lake, when I hear multiple twigs snap behind me and the scent of evergreen and cedarwood filters into my nostrils. F*ck me. I jump up and am immediately in fight or flight mode as this lake is too far away from the palace for them to just stumble upon me – they searched for me specifically. And with those d*ckheads – that can’t mean anything good. I notice another big guy is with them, but he is no wolf. I can immediately smell as much. I wonder what he is though, as I have never encountered such a smell. It isn’t human, and I am actually getting really scared now, but I can’t let them know that. Never show your weaknesses. So instead, I fold my arms across my chest and ask “found the third musketeer, have you now? Is he the contingency plan at getting rid of me?”, while I watch them like a hawk. ‘Lib, we may have to blow our cover to bolt. I don’t know what he is, and their intentions won’t be good’ ‘I’m on high alert and ready to go Lola. I can’t decipher what he is either’. I can feel my normally sassy wolf is anxious too. “This here is our friend Damon, he is the dragon Prince. Damon is going to take you home with him, where he is going to do with you as he pleases” Zeke speaks up, smirking evilly. Zane just stands there with a stoic expression. This Damon guy smirks and adds “I am going to have so much fun with such a pretty little thing like you. All my other s*x slaves are pretty average looking” while licking his lips and scanning me from head to toe.
Liberty growls loudly in my mind and I can feel my fear start to transform to anger. S*xual abuse is definitely a trigger point for me. Hell, it’s my biggest trigger point. “Oh, I think the f*ck not” I reply firmly. Zeke growls before threatening me “you either go with him, or you will leave here. But it’ll be in a body bag, your pick”. My anger spikes, but I miraculously manage to keep it together, surprising even myself. “F*ck you. Try me, *sshole”. Damon grins and winks “leave that part up to me”. I look over to where dumb & dumber were, and before me are now 2 very large pitch black wolves with golden paws. Both of them are snarling and clapping their teeth whilst menacingly stalking forward, but it doesn’t faze me. ‘Well at least we got our answer about their wolves..’ Liberty says in my mind. Her voice is a mixture of sadness and anger. I think back to all the events in my life thus far and everything that has led up to this. All the betrayals I have had to endure and hardships I have had. I let out a strained chuckle whilst shaking my head, before giving them one last piece of my mind. “So. I have survived being abandoned in rogue infested woods as a baby. My mother’s death. Being bullied and beaten for years by the person I loved and trusted as a child. Almost being s*xually assaulted by sthe same person. Betrayed by the only friends I ever had. I survived 2 weeks in the wilderness being chased by s*xual deviant rogues and I even had to throw myself off a massive waterfall because I was being chased by a rogue army and their f*cking deviant leader. Only to end up here, in the “arms” of you 2 entitled wastes of oxygen, trying to sell me off as a s*x slave to this guy here – whatever the hell he is. The only people ever who should have loved me and wanted to protect me. ARE SHIPPING ME OFF TO BE VANDALIZED?!?!”. I start softly but end up yelling at the top of my lungs as Liberty has joined the “party” and is livid beyond repair too. I bet my irises are pitch black as I have never felt Liberty push this hard. I think even my voice is laced with hers.
“We have been waiting for this moment, to see if your wolves were equal pieces of sh*t as you are, and I guess we just got our answer” I grit out in our mixed voice. As the wish for me to snap their legs in half and make them kneel becomes so overwhelming, I am not even shocked or brought back from my trance when it actually unfolds in front of me. Both of them are wailing like little schoolgirls, but it does nothing to quench my anger or distract me. This rage is beyond anything I have felt before. It was the cherry on top of all of the sh*t I have had to endure in my life, and the volcano has erupted. I thought I had felt all-consuming rage before with Chris, but what I am feeling now feels like hot lava. From the corner of my eye I can see the dragon prince staring at me with wide eyes, but he doesn’t make a move to defend his friends. Still in a rage trance, I stalk over to the 2 pups who are still screaming in agony. ‘May I’ Liberty asks and through our bond I can feel her blinding anger but – to my surprise – also her excitement. I’m not sure what she is going to do but I trust her 100%, and she needs revenge as much as I do. ‘Always’ I reply. She takes control and coldly states in her gruff voice “we, Lola Chevron and Liberty, reject both of you, Zeke and Zane, Lycan princes, as our mates”.
Lola POV
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.