Filed to story: Fated is Overrated Novel Free by Brenda Minnaard
Lola POV
Although we are sort of surrounded, he doesn’t seem menacing in any way, strange as it might be. “Let’s start over. Hi, I’m Felix. And you are?” he holds out his hand for me to take, but I decide to be the stubborn little b*tch I am for a bit longer. “I am a living nightmare, waiting to get back to the only people who can handle me”. He smiles cockily, before replying “and who would that be precisely? Damon the dragon heir, or Zeke and Zane, the Lycan heirs? You have quite the harem, don’t you?”. I tap my chin, before walking up to him and urging him to bend down, so I can whisper in his ear “that would actually be… none of your damn business”. Whatever he is, he smells nice though. He smells good and definitely isn’t hard on the eyes, that’s for sure. His smile falters for a split second, before he turns it into a wide grin and replies, with a glint of amusement in his eyes “feisty little one, aren’t you? I’ll tell you what. If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine, since you were so keen to find out what I am”. “Nah, I’m good. Now, if you will excuse us, my harem is awaiting me” I say sarcastically. He is watching me intently with a wide grin on his face, but steps aside as a gesture that I am free to walk. I don’t know what is with me tonight, but as I walk past him I take some time to whisper in his ear “my name is Lola, remember it” before winking at him and dragging Nadia along.
“Damn girl… You’ve changed in the past years! Jason would have loved to see you like this. I almost sh*t my pants just now”. I laugh wholeheartedly and hook my arm in hers, as we walk back to Damon and the guys. To my great shock, Damon is talking with Zeke and Zane. Weren’t they on bad terms or something? “What took you guys so long?” Damon smiles up at us both, and I smile back affectionately at him. Nadia seems shy all of a sudden, so I answer for the both of us. “We ran into.. an interesting situation I guess”. Nadia snorts “interesting my *ss! What she means to say is we got surrounded by a bunch of bulky dudes, non-humans, of which one seemed to be very interested in what Lola’s roots were”. I hear a low growl coming from Zeke and Zane, and I have to stifle the smile that is willing to come out. So possessive. And they look like s*x on a stick tonight. But I can’t have a repeat of the control I lost earlier, so I don’t dare to look at either of them.
Damon looks at me concerned, mixed with anger. “What?! Where? What did they look like? What did they say? Do you see them anywhere now??” Damon fires question after question. “Slow down Dame. They didn’t do anything, they were just curious what I was” I shrug. “I should probably stop drinking now though”. Trevor, who looks like he just got put through the wringer, laughs and says “that’s what we told you before you decided to try to alcohol-poison us all”. “Geez what happened to you?” I ask, while approaching him and running my hands up and down his face and throat. He glares at Zeke and Zane, and that is all he needed to do. I give him a tight hug, making sure to push my body flush with his, while I snake my hands around his waist, just to antagonize the pups a bit for hurting him. Perhaps I am being a b*tch, I know. Werewolves, and especially Alphas, let alone Royal Lycans, are extremely possessive of their mates. It is in our nature. And despite not being with them, I feel a twinge of possessiveness and jealousy whenever I see them with other she wolves now as well. Which is weird, because I didn’t feel like that before, did I?
Although I would never ever admit that to them. They can take their bimbo from the restaurant, since the beta bimbo is out of order. My taunting has the desired effect when I hear 2 very low growls, almost not audible, but I caught it. I am not in the mood for any more drama, though. I just want to enjoy myself while the buzz lasts. ‘I would like to enjoy Them while our buzz lasts… yummie’ Liberty adds, and I have to stifle a laugh. I guess she and Justice are tipsy with me. I grab Nadia’s hand and drag her towards the dancefloor, when one of my favorite party jams comes on. Italobrothers – stamp on the ground. “LET’S DANCE!” I yell excitedly to Nadia, who is smiling back at my enthusiasm. Stamp on the ground, jump jump jump jump! Move it all around, tep de de dow! And as I move around, I bump into none other than the guy from earlier, Felix. Isn’t his name a cat food brand? I think it is. Instead of feeling frightened, which might be the more logical response to having a stalker, I smirk at him. Raising an eyebrow, I ask “can’t get enough, can you? Felix – the cat food brand?”. He lets out a genuine, full belly laugh, showing his perfect set of pearly whites. He steps a little closer to me, before replying “I guess I can’t, no. Maybe I am intrigued by this little one calling herself a nightmare?”. All the while he is looking into my eyes with those bright ones of his. Amusement is written all over his features, and I realize once more this man is no threat. In fact – he is flirting with me? My face automatically contorts at being called a little one though. “Call me little one, one more time, and I’ll show you how I earned that nickname” I give a lopsided grin at the end, before turning my attention back to Nadia and my back towards Felix (the cat food brand, ha!).
As the music shifts to a more sensual song, pitbull – hey baby, I feel someone coming up close behind me. Before I can register, mr. cat food has his body pressed against mine with his hands resting on my hips, swaying to the music. I freeze, not sure what to do. “Dance with me” he almost commands in my ear. I don’t do commands normally, but the alcohol is still clouding my judgement, so I don’t rebut. “Are you sure you want to dance with a girl you don’t know the species of? We could be natural enemies” I speak into his ear, which is right next to my face as he took the liberty to place his head on my shoulder. He is bold, I have to give him that. He just shrugs “I believe we get to decide ourselves who our enemies are, and not let it be dictated by our ancestors”. “Smart man” I compliment him, which makes him break out in a wide smile. “That being said, your little harem seems very protective of you. Interesting dynamics you have there with the heirs from 2 kingdoms. I wonder what they would do if they found us dancing”. I smirk while casually replying “they would try to rip your head off probably”. I expected him to flinch, freeze, or react in any way at all. But he doesn’t. He just grins mischievously at me while rocking our bodies to the music. “If your plan was to scare me off, I have to disappoint and say your plan backfired. All the more interesting for me to win you over instead”.
Lola POV
I laugh at him, whilst gently removing his hands from my hips. I wouldn’t like him to get murdered by Zeke, Zane, or even my brother. He seems like a good enough guy. “As flattering and tempting as it may be, I have enough male drama as it is” I wink at him. He looks behind me and nudges his head in that direction, chuckling and looking amused “I’d say. You haven’t only caught the Royal’s eyes, but also the biggest Alpha dragon out there?”. Following his line of sight, I catch none other than Mr. steroids glaring daggers at us. I roll my eyes so far back it almost hurts. I turn to Felix and smile “not in a million years. Heck, not even if he was the last man on earth”. He seems amused by my statement, judging by his cute little dimples I just want to squeeze, and replies “well I could fight off the Alpha dragon for you, but the future dragon King would be a bit more complicated”. I chuckle, not bothering to tell him Damon is my brother as I am curious what he will say about my dear little brother. “Yeah? Why is that? I’m not worth it?” I fold my arms across my chest with a smirk on my face.