Fated is overrated

Lola

POV

'Are you... Are you sure Justice? There is no going back if we do'. 'I am, Lola. So, we leave the choice up to you'. Well, no pressure there. But then again, I don't have to think about this too long either. I guess I care for this man, despite him being an idi*t at times. And his death will not rest on my conscience. I tilt my head up to give him a soft kiss on the lips, before I bury my head in the crook of his neck again.novelbin

I kiss the spot where my mark will go, before running my tongue over his skin in small circles. I whisper softly against his skin "never make me regret this, you idi*t", before elongating my canines and sinking them into his skin in 1 swift motion. Everything anyone has ever said about marking your mate was true.

The feeling is f*cking euphoric, and not to mention sensual as hell. Tingles are coursing through my entire body and I feel warm and fuzzy inside. Not to mention an immense need to be as close as possible to him.

Feeling what it feels like now, I wish he was buried deep inside me in this moment. But unfortunately, the circumstances didn't allow for it. And honestly, if there wasn't this added pressure to mark him, goddess knows how long it would have taken for my (some would say stubborn) *ss to take the plunge.

And I have to admit I kind of like the fuzzy feeling it brings. I just pray to the goddess he doesn't f*ck things up again, or I will have his balls for it, mate or not.

Coming back from my high and suppressing the wanton urge to mate with him, I lick the wound to seal the mark and help it heal, before pulling back. When I glance back to look at Zane, I can see his mouth is parted in shock, and his eyes have turned black. Whether it is from jealousy, anger, or lust, I don't know. I soon get my answer, when he grabs the collar of my hospital gown roughly, and pulls me towards him. Rather than being ticked off by his roughness, I find myself being aroused by it even more. When did I become such a horny little hussy? He kisses me urgently, wasting no time to plunge his tongue into my mouth. I lose control momentarily, kissing him back equally urgent. Our moment of passion comes to an abrupt halt, when I remember where we are and why we are here. I pull back from him gently, resting my forehead against his while we are both breathing heavily."

We can't, Zane. Not without Zeke" I breathe out. After a few minutes of silence stretching between us, a tsunami of emotions hit me like a tidal wave, and I am clueless as to where these overwhelming emotions are coming from.

I am feeling an overwhelming amount of love, along with a lot of guilt, but also a burning desire. What am I yearning for so sudden? 'Turn around dumdum! It's Zeke's feelings you are experiencing, you can feel them through our bond. He is awake!!!! 'Liberty exclaims excitedly. I snap my head around, to be met with a set of puppy eyes I have never seen on him. The longing is evident in his expression.

"ZEKE!" I shriek in excitement, momentarily forgetting that he is just waking from his near death experience. He doesn't seem affected by my inability to keep quiet though. If anything, it seems to bring a smile to his handsome face. Still pale, but handsome. "Hey gorgeous" he croaks out, and Zane rushes over to his side to bring a glass of water to his lips. "Better?" he asks his brother eagerly. "Yeah, thanks little brother" he smiles at him, before they give each other a hug. The sight of Zane tending to his brother like that, and them hugging each other warms my heart. I don't know what to do, though. I haven't ever been in a relationship before, let alone marked someone for life. How do I act around him now? Do we just act like nothing happened, or do I act like his girlfriend now or something? What if he didn't want me to mark him? 'Stop overthinking it, you goon!' Justice scolds me playfully, while Liberty just snickers.

As if he can feel my indecisiveness (and I guess he can now, with the bond in place), he breaks away from the hug to look at me with a reassuring smile. My heart skips a beat at the sight of it.

"You... You marked me?" he turns his reassuring smile into a megawatt smile, and I feel my knees going weak. I have never seen him smile so broadly, and he looks absolutely devilishly handsome like this.

"Uhm... Yeah... I'm sorry to have done that without your consent.." I mumble back scooting away slightly, as I feel awkward now. His arm sneaks around my waist and he pulls me back instantly, before I hear him breathing out "don't be.

Not only did you save my life, you made me the happiest man alive. I hope you didn't do it because you felt obligated.." he trails off, his smile wavering. "Of course not!" I rush out, before continuing "you should know I don't do anything I don't want to do, ever. Just.. Don't f*ck it up this time"

I mumble the last part softly, but I know he heard me as the guilty feeling has returned instantly. "I won't, Lola.

I love you". My breath hitches at his words. Even though we are bound together now, I am not ready to say the words myself just yet. I smile back at him, before he pulls my chin up and plants a soft kiss on my lips. "I love you so much Lola. I don't expect you to say it back, but I want you to know I do.

I will make sure you don't regret this" he mumbles against my lips softly. I wrap my arms around his neck and press my lips against his a little tighter, before pulling back to smile at him. "I'm.. Ehhh..

I don't know where to go from here, though. I am not experienced in relationships"." Neither are we, princess. We will go at your pace, whatever you want to do.

And with whom" Zane whispers the last part with a tinge of sadness, and it suddenly dawns on me that he must be feeling a whole array of emotions right now. Although he is relieved his brother survived, he must be feeling a little left out that his brother got marked and he didn't.