The Light In the Darkness {Clexa endgame}

Chapter 33 - Lexa

Lincoln arrived promptly and we were soon on our way out of town. I gazed out the passenger window as I watched the sun setting behind the mountains.

"Where are we going," I asked, continuing to look out.

"You'll know when we get there," he replied.

"Come on, Linc," I said, turning to look at him. "You know I hate surprises."

"Yeah, well, you're just gonna have to deal. I'm not telling you where we are going. We are going to eat and socialize."

"Seriously?!"

"Seriously. Stop you're whining. You're a grown ass woman and the pack Alpha, start acting like it."

"I'm trying, Lincoln," I growled out. "Dude, Anya is still pissed at me because I don't love her the way she wants. My only relationship is with an artist that I only speak to through emails and it's a freaking friendship. I am lonely. Pure and simple."

"I know," he replied, glancing at me before turning back to the road. "That's why I'm doing this. You need more friends than me and you need to repair your friendship with Anya."

"Well, how the fuck am I supposed to do that if the damn woman won't talk to me."

"First off, you stop apologizing to her. She gets it and she understands that you don't love her. Talk to her and keep talking to her until she relents and starts talking back. If you miss her, you gotta tell her that."

I heavily and said, "Alright. I get it. I'll talk to her."

"Good," he said, "We're almost there."

I sat up straighter and looked out of the windshield. As the house came into view, I realized where we were and I wanted to jump out of the truck. Lincoln grabbed my wrist and keeping me in the cab, knowing full well what I wanted to do.

"What the fuck, Lincoln," I exclaimed. "Why are we here?"

"I told you last week, dinner. I'm seeing one of Clarke's pack mates, Octavia," he said, evenly. "I knew if I told you, you wouldn't have come."

"No shit, Sherlock," I said, ripping my wrist out of his hand. "I swore that I wouldn't come near them and that neither would any member of my pack. You went against my orders."

"Lex, calm down," he said as we pulled up. "I like Octavia and she likes me. Everyone in that house is okay with us seeing each other, including her brother."

"What about Clarke? Does she know," I said, crossing my arms.

"Honestly, I don't know. They told me that they were going to speak to her about this and since I haven't gotten a phone call or anything, I'm gonna guess that they have and she's okay with it."

"God dammit, Lincoln. You know that this can go six ways to Sunday," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt.

"Look, you go in. You play nice and she'll see that you're not a threat," he said as he opened his door. "You have to do this sooner or later, Lexa. You're starting to obsess about her."

"I am not," I said, jumping down. "I just want to get what's mine."

"That's another reason for tonight," he said as he all but grabbed me and started tugging me towards the door. "You've been true to your word and we're like a week away from the New Year. She could agree to give it to you early."

I couldn't say anything more because Lincoln rang the doorbell. I waited nervously and hoped that this wouldn't be the biggest mistake in my life. The door opened and we were met with the petite dark haired woman.