Fated is overrated
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.