Cursed by Fate (COMPLETE)

Chapter Fourteen

Back at the house I snuggled under Lance’s arm as we watched a movie and waited for pizza to arrive. Neither one of us felt like cooking after the day we had and once we got back we both needed a cold shower. Not that it helped. Even now I could feel the pull to him. Wanting to kiss him all over, wanting to feel his skin on mine, his lips against my skin and on mine. To feel his hands explore my body without the restriction of clothes between us. 

“Nicole.” Lance growled, looking down at me. The gold eyes of his wolf peeking through. “Whatever you’re thinking, stop. I can smell your arousal and it’s driving me and my wolf crazy.” He warned. 

I ducked my head blushing as I hid behind my hair. He could smell me? How embarrassing. I’d never be able to get aroused around him. How the hell could I control that? Just the thought of him made my heat pool at my core and my body to become hyper aware of his presence. “Sorry.” I mumbled. Not at all sorry in the least, but I could say it for his benefit. 

Lance put two fingers under my chin and brought my head up to face him. “Don’t be sorry Uwoduhi.” He whispered, brushing his nose against mine. “It’s natural for wolves to react like that to their mate. And as much as I want you, I will not take advantage of you. You’ve been through a lot recently. You’ve been hurt and betrayed and I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret later. Plus you still have two other mates to give a chance.” 

The pain in his voice broke my heart. I hated hearing it. Hated how his voice broke. “What if I don’t want to give them a chance after what they did?” I whispered, leaning my forehead against his. 

“I don’t know about Elias.” Lance started. “But I know you have feelings for Mathias. The pain in your eyes and voice when you talk about his betrayal tells me that. You deserve the chance to decide.” 

“It’s not fair.” I croak, emotion clogging my voice. “I want you Lance.” I said grabbing him by the nape of his neck and pulling him against me in a tight hug. “But you’re right. I care for Mathias. But I don’t want him the way I do you.” 

“You haven’t given him a chance.” Lance tells me petting my hair. 

“I don’t want to hurt either of you. But no matter what, someone is going to get hurt. I hate it.”

“I know Uwoduhi.” He said gently. 

I nuzzled into the crook of his neck and breathed deeply. His scent filling my senses, helping calm my racing mind. But no matter how much his scent surrounds me, my chest doesn’t loosen, and the ache in my heart doesn't go away. 

“Lance, how do I actually make the choice? Like how does fate know which I choose?”

“Well, from what I understand you and your chosen exchange blood. It will bind the two of you together and free the other two.” He answered. 

I sighed heavily, shaking my head at the whole messed up situation. 

“It’ll be alright sweet one.” Lance assures me, his voice soothing. “Whatever happens, whoever you choose, we will find a way. I won’t leave you.” 

I sit up and look at him almost horrified. “Lance promise me. Promise me no matter what. If for some reason I don’t choose you. Which I don’t see happening by the way. That when your second chance mate comes you will accept and be happy.” I grasp his hand tightly as pain flashed through his eyes. “Promise me you will move on, forget me if you have to. Be happy. You deserve happiness and love and adoration. You deserve someone who will stand by you, even if that someone isn’t me.”

“Oh, my Uwoduhi.” Lance whispers caressing my cheek. “I could never forget you. But I will promise that I will try. But trying is all I can do. You, my sweet are unforgettable.”

I smiled sadly as I looked into his beautiful brown eyes. I could get lost in the depths of his eyes. The way they melt when he looks at me. The way they swirl around his iris when he smiles. How they shine when he smiles. The way they darken, then turn brilliant gold when his wolf and lust take over. How they tighten with concern, or darken with anger. All of it consumes me and sucks me in, in ways I’ve never known. 

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” I whisper, running my finger tips down the side of his face. 

“Aren’t men supposed to be handsome?” He chuckles.

“Maybe. But handsome isn’t enough to describe you.” I say honestly. 

“I feel the same Uwoduhi.” 

We sit in silence the rest of the night as we eat our pizza and binge movie after movie. By the time we’re both tired and ready for bed, the coffee table is full of pizza boxes, soda cans, chip bags, ice cream bowls. We snacked and laughed and cuddled all night, just spending time together. It was nice, wonderful even. I’ve never felt so relaxed and at ease before. 

Lance walked me to my room even though it’s right down the hall from his. I smiled to myself at the gesture, it was so sweet. It was almost like being on a date and him walking me to the front door. Lance was an old soul, there were not many like him left in the world and I really didn’t want to lose him. “Goodnight Lance.” I say as I lift to my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. 

“Goodnight my sweet.”

I closed the door and leaned against it with a sigh. How does he have such an effect on me? I know about the mate thing, but how does it affect me like this when we haven’t even actually mated yet? Again, not that I minded. Lance was quickly becoming a very important person in my life, and I seriously don’t want to lose him. 

But what about Mathias? He was there for me when I was at my lowest. Even if it was only for one night, he was there. He picked me up and held me while I was covered in my friends blood and drove me home. He talked to me and kept my mind off of what happened. He came to me when he thought I was in danger to help me. He has stood by me whenever I needed him since I met him. Until he betrayed me. 

After what I told him, he knew exactly where I was and who was following me. He knew exactly what was going on and kept it from me. I still couldn’t understand why. No he may not have known me very long, but he could have warned me of the danger I was in. The danger his BROTHER posed to me. I shook my head. His brother. I should have known. I was so stupid, so blind. Ugh! I groaned, throwing myself on the bed. 

No matter what happened, or what danger they both pose I had to prepare. Prepare my mind and my heart. They were coming and there was nothing I could do to stop that. This damn curse made sure of that. But because of this curse I had to choose between two men who could potentially end up meaning more to me than life itself. Two men who I would gladly give myself to. And only being able to choose one. Somehow, Something was telling me that would break me.

I ended up in the bath trying to clear my mind and calm myself. I couldn’t think about all of this right now. Right now I wanted to focus on myself and on Lance. I needed to get to know him before the others showed up and forced their way in between us. I knew it would happen. Both Mathias and Elias were domineering ass holes. Lance was intimidating and the dominance that radiated off of him was suffocating, but I wasn’t sure if he could stand to the other two. He was so kind, so sweet and caring, so gentle. 

I sighed. This was going to be hard. Too hard. Why did that fate have to be such a b***h? Surely she could have handled a broken heart without damning the rest of the hybrid race. I would have to bare it. Two of the guys would have to until they found their second chance. How was it fair that she damned generations of hybrids because of one breakup, one heart break? It just didn’t make any sense. But then again, what’s that saying again? “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” She took it to a whole new level. Taking other women down with her. Someone should really have a talk with that fate, surely she was still living, gods didn’t die. 

Laying down I couldn’t help but think about the gods. Did they all exist? If the fates, or a fate, cursed the hybrids. Maybe another god could undo it. But if I recall, no god really wanted to go against the fates. They decided everything in regards to the future. And I despised the thought. Being a chess piece on their master play board. I sneered. Damn them. Damn them for thinking they could play with our lives and our hearts. Damn them for thinking they can rule over us like we mean nothing. 

I fell asleep with dark thoughts for the first time in my life. The first time I’ve ever really wanted to harm another soul. I fell asleep with vengeance and blood lust filling my thoughts. Thoughts that if spoken could very well harm me, but I didn’t care. I wanted to see the gods fall. I wanted to see them on their knees begging the hybrid race for forgiveness. I wanted to see them bleed.