Fated is overrated

Lola

POV

We order some shots at my favorite bartender, who gives me a scolding look again but doesn't dare to say anything with Jeremy present. Maybe there is some benefit to having Jeremy around after all! After finishing our shots at a rapid pace, Jeremy signals for me to

follow him towards the pool area where the music is less loud.

"I wanted to talk to you a bit without having to shout all the time, if that's okay with you" "sure, shoot". He just laughs at my snarky comment yet again while he continues to ask me all kinds of questions, before we land on the topic of my birthday and I tell him today is the day.

"Whatttt! Really? So you are shifting for the first time in about 30 minutes? And you will be able to find your mate then!". I roll my eyes "yes I am shifting for the first time and although I am super excited to meet my wolf, I do not want a mate and I hope I don't find him as that would only complicate things and I will have to reject him. And I don't like hurting people, despite coming off as an *sshole sometimes".

While he stares at me in bewilderment, I divert my gaze from him to look around the pool area, only to see Ashton again staring directly at me. Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo bn ib.com .But this time, I can tell he connected the dots of who I am. Stupid sack of sh*t that guy. I see him zone out and his eyes flicker for a moment, which means he is mind linking someone right now.

Some of Chris and his posse and the cheerleading bimbos have their wolves already as they are above eighteen, so they can mind link each other. As he is staring straight at me while doing so, I feel myself getting uncomfortable and anxious, maybe going out with a bang was a bad idea.

Jeremy feels my discomfort and follows my gaze. "Would you like to head inside again" "yes please". A little after we have spoken to Nadia, Jason and their group of people, we head towards the bar.

I feel it would be best not to drink anymore for me as I am already quite intoxicated by now, and I should probably keep my guard up now with the way Ashton looked at me.

As I - along with everyone else from our pack - feel the energy in the room shift into an uncomfortable one, I turn my head to look at the source of the shift and see Chris storming down the stairs heading towards Ashton. F*ck f*ck f*ck.

"Sorry gotta go" I run over to Nadia to tell her I am feeling uncomfortable and that I would like us to leave to the woods already, when we all hear a loud growl coming from outside.

That is definitely Chris. F*ck. They must have seen my new look as an act of defiance or some sort of nuisance and will want to beat me up again, but I need to have my first shift out in the woods in about 15 minutes now.

Nadia, Jason, we have to go already! Let's get to the woods before they find me and make me shift here out of punishment. I would be ruined if that happened I want this to be special!" I manage to speak out with tears pricking my eyes, but I stay composed. I can't let people get to me.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Before either of them can respond I feel a vicious yank on my arm and before I can grasp what is going on, I am basically thrown up the stairs " MOVE!".

This is the first time I have to admit I am actually scared shitless for my life, just by the sound of his Alpha voice. I stumble running up the stairs several times, but I manage to move really fast considering my state, this must be adrenaline kicking in. "THIRD ROOM ON THE RIGHT" and I do as I am told, practically flying inside the room. He is right on my heels and slams the door so hard it almost comes off its hinges. The anger radiating off him is suffocating and making it hard for me to breathe. What have I done to anger him that much?! I hear him puffing loudly for several minutes and from the corner of my eye I can see his eyes flickering between black and blue, indicating his wolf is trying to take control and will probably rip me to shreds if he manages to do so.

I stand still as a statue at the back end of the room, as speaking or moving now would mean a death sentence. And I would like to live long enough to meet my wolf at least.

"Why are you dressed like a f*cking wh*re?" he finally spits at me. His words shock me to my core and for the first time in my life I really don't know what to say, even if I would dare to speak up. "ANSWER ME!" "I... I'm sorry I have offended you" is all I manage to say while he is exuding this much anger. He seems to calm down a little bit at my apology, although still fuming.

"THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER. TELL ME WHY YOU CHOSE TO DRESS AS A WH*RE AND EMBARRASS OUR PACK?" "I.... I didn't think of it this way, I thought this dress would be ok as most of the cheerleaders wear similar outfits or worse than mine at these parties.... After taking in what I have just said, he stalks towards me and within a few steps he is right in front of me making me swallow a big chunk of saliva, never taking his burning eyes away from mine. His face is now so close to mine I can smell the perfume of the women he has just used a few minutes ago."

And do you know what guys do to little wh*res dressed like you?" he says through gritted teeth, staring straight at me. I can't help but feel anger rising now.

I am a f*cking virgin and nothing like the wh*res he uses for his own pleasure. Hell, he is more of a wh*re than I am.

How dare he call me one! I am leaving this world one day untouched and unmarked. While he, at eighteen, has already devoured the entire pack and beyond. "I am not a f*cking wh*re and what I do or do not do is up to me to decide and nobody else's damn business!".

As I finish my sentence his eyes turn an even pitcher shade of black and a growl so loud it shakes the floor erupts from his chest, as he yanks my arm and tosses me on the bed.

My eyes widen in shock and I wonder why I had to open my stupid mouth and couldn't just swallow it like I always do.