Fated is overrated

Lola POV

Zane must be mind linking him. "What did he say?". Zeke looks at me, still with a concerned expression, before saying "he couldn't smell anything. But he is going to have all of the steaks for our table tested, and swap them with steaks from other tables". "I'm kind of done with food after that" I grumble in response. Zeke chuckles "I understand, but you have to eat something love". "Fine" I huff, before we walk back to our table. Zane rejoins us after a few minutes, right before the steaks that were meant for one of the other tables are served to ours instead.

To my great shock, the plate they are carrying my way is oozing the same vile odor as the other one was. Zeke and Zane notice my discomfort again, and drag me off under the pretense of having a surprise for me.

"What's wrong baby?" Zane asks. "I don't know... This one smelled as vile as the one before..." I reply softly. "They're being tested as we speak, but it may take a while" Zane looks at me with furrowed brows."

Let's check the kitchen and see who's making them, and check if we see anything out of the ordinary" Zeke reasons, and although it's a good idea, I'm not particularly fond at the thought of being near that smell.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Not to mention that the smell will be much worse in the kitchen itself probably. As we approach the kitchen, the nasty smell reaches my nostrils already and I can feel my stomach beginning to turn. "It's OK baby, you stay here, we'll go check it out". I just nod at them, before moving away from the smelly kitchen, watching Zeke and Zane head through the kitchen doors.

As I am left waiting for them, I hear someone approach me from behind. I turn my back to come face to face with Felix. "Hey Felix!" "hey Lola, what are you doing here, why are you not at your own party?" he looks at me confused.

"I was just... Checking on something. Why are you not at the party?". He looks at me intently, before replying "because the hostess is out here, I thought I would join you" with a smile.

As he steps closer, I notice there is a weird scent coming off of him. It's not as bad as the steaks, but it definitely isn't pleasant either. My stomach is already in knots, but I do my best to keep a straight face.

"That's nice of you" and I decide to rip off the band aid "why do you smell different?". He looks at me, confused for a second, before replying, "I keep forgetting you Lycans have extraordinary smelling senses.

I don't know what you mean, though; what do I smell like?". He steps closer and closer to "let me" smell him, but the closer he gets, the more I feel like gagging. When he is a few inches away I can't hold it in any longer, and I bolt away from him, back to our room. "It's nothing personal!" I yell back at him, before rounding the corner quickly and letting go of my restraint.

I gag endlessly, but nothing comes out as I haven't eaten in quite some time. I make it back to our room, where the lingering scent of my mates resides, calming me like a soothing balm. I don't feel any emotions coming through our bond other than the lingering concern, so I suppose they haven't found anything yet.

I head over to the bathroom to take a small bathroom break. As I sit down on the toilet, holding up my gown, my sight lingers on the array of supplies Zeke and Zane had gotten me when I started spending the night here.

They have been so thoughtful, the bassinet and cabinets are overflowing with all kinds of shampoos, conditioners, soaps, tampons, you name it.

Everything they probably never knew existed, and Xena advised them I could possibly need, is here. As I am looking at all of the items, I start to think.

I can't remember ever having had my period here yet? But that can't be, I have been here for 5 weeks already. I open the cabinets where I know the tampons are, and I am in complete and utter disbelief when I see the boxes are all still unopened.

I feel the color draining from my face, and I think my heart skipped a few beats! Are you ok?' Zeke and Zane ask via mind link, to which I quickly reply 'yes!'. But, I am not OK! I am freaking the f*ck out! In my panic, I don't know who to contact. Zeke, Zane, dad, Xena, Damon, Nadia?! I know my mates would be ecstatic, despite not knowing how I would feel myself.

I don't want to give them false hope, so I don't link them. The same with Xena. It would be a bit awkward asking my dad for help. Damon already overhead us having "fun" once, so I decide Damon is my least embarrassing option. 'Dame! I need you in my room! But don't tell anyone you are coming to see me' I mind link him, and I hear the anxiety in his voice when he responds 'I'm on my way! Are you alright?!'. 'Yeah, just get here!'.

I am pacing the room anxiously when I hear loud, fast footsteps approaching. I open the door before he can knock, and he comes barging in breathlessly. "What's wrong?!". "I need your help... But you can't tell a SINGLE soul..."

I respond, while continuing to pace the room anxiously. "OK..." Damon drawls. "I.. I need you to get me a pregnancy test" I blurt out, glancing away as I am afraid to look at him.