Fated is overrated

Lola POV

"If you don't want to answer me, then I might as well show you, don't I?" he smirks. Not understanding where this is going, I am frozen to the spot at his words. What does he mean? What is he going to show? As he unzips his pants with a vile smirk, his black eyes never losing my widened green ones, anxiety rips through me as I finally understand what the f*ck is going on. It's like one of those nightmares where you are dying to get away and are screaming internally to move, but you are rooted to the spot. He had s*x with 3 females this evening and is he really going to force himself on me now? At the thought of how disgusting this is and how violated I already feel, I start to gag. Which only seems to enrage him even more as he jolts on the bed pinning me down whilst sitting on top of my chest, growling at me.

I can't help but gag again and this pushes him over the edge enough to grab my throat and squeeze it tightly. As I start to gasp for breath, he pulls his c*ck out of his boxers and says "you should have just been an obedient little wh*re and none of this would have happened.

Now are you ready to take my c*ck in and please me as you should? Maybe you can still taste some of the 3 wh*res that came before you tonight". Something inside me snaps at the thought of my first ever sexual

encounter being forced, and by someone as vile as him. And to top it off, after he had his d*ck inside 3 other women tonight. Seeing him enjoying the thought of me tasting other women on his d*ck brings my blood to a boiling point and suddenly I hear someone say 'oh the f*ck he isn't!!!!!!!.

I am too furious to take note of the voice or to even care. I have never been so infuriated in my entire life and that is saying something considering the sh*t I've gone through.

All my built-up anger from the past years comes to a climax when I feel a sudden boost of power surge through me and I manage to not only push Chris off me, but to send him flying across the room. Before I have a chance to think about what the hell just happened, I feel excruciating pain coursing through me.

I feel my bones snapping, lengthening and re-arranging. F*ck it's midnight and I'm shifting! 'It's ok girl, I got you. Hand control over to me and we will talk after we deal with this piece of sh*t'.

I hand control over despite the pain and within a few seconds it's like I am a passenger in my own body. Well actually, a wolf's body apparently because I can see my own paws. 'Please just run! He is the Alpha heir. We do not stand a chance. Please just run and we can flee this place!'.

My wolf only snorts in return and before I know it, she lunges at Chris who is standing in front of the window and we are both launched out the window, crashing into the ground.

She is standing on all fours, watching him getting up slowly, growling viciously. I can see the confused look on Chris' face, probably because he is deeply wondering how my wolf could be such an idi*t for attacking an Alpha. F*ck what have we done? His father is a good man but the story will be spun around and we will be in so much trouble. That is if we run and get away in some miraculous way and are not killed on the spot for this. Chris POV (earlier)

Heading into the kids' party (I can't remember their names, honestly who cares, I am just here for the party) me and my gang head over to sit in the area around the pool. We don't even have to wait for a few seconds until some females head over, offering themselves freely to us. Well, mainly me, since I am the future Alpha and I know I am handsome. And, of

course, they all hope to get a shot at being my chosen mate. Isn't that funny. Not even will I not be taking a chosen mate, I won't be taking any mate, not even the goddess given one if I were to ever come across her. Women are useless creatures, only good for bringing me relief from my primal urges (well, the pretty ones at least, the remainder only bring me joy by being my entertainment).

All the rest, even cooking and cleaning, can be done by male omegas. Like I said, useless. The only exception is my childhood friend Lola.

Although she is really pretty, the prettiest in our pack actually, I don't intend to use her for my pleasure. So I target her to bring her down with the rest of the ugly girls.Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo bn ib.com. Everyone has taken my lead and has been bullying her for years and years, which made her actually believe she is ugly, which is the best part.

After my "mother" left my father completely destroyed by her infidelity and cold-hearted nature, I realized women can't be trusted, ever. I always thought she was a loving, kind hearted woman and very much in love with my father. Until she cheated on him whilst being mated and marked, meaning he felt such excruciating pain that even an Alpha could actually die from it.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

She cared so little about my father or me, that she was f*cking around risking the death of my father and risking me having to grow up without parents as she left soon after her infidelity. My father - an extremely good soul, way too good never even officially exiled her from our pack.

He just broke the mate bond and let her walk out. I swore to myself to never get blinded by so-called love or a so-called mate bond. Women are vile and if they weren't good for reproducing, they should all be exiled and forced to live as rogues. Speaking of reproducing, I will have to reproduce one day to create an heir... But I am really not looking forward to it and neither do I deem anyone good enough.

The closest one to being worthy would be my childhood friend Lola, but she despises me and would never lend herself to that.