Marked by fate
Book Two of the Fatebound Trilogy
Born of prophecy. Forged in pain. Chosen by the Moon Goddess—whether she wants it or not.
After surviving her father’s brutality and discovering the truth of the white wolf within her, Zahra Larkin thought the worst was behind her. But evil doesn’t die—it waits.
Beyond the borders of the supernatural kingdoms, a dark god stirs. Monvar, Lord of Shadows, feeds on fear and faithlessness, twisting hearts and turning packs against one another. As belief in the Moon Goddess fades, his power grows, and Zahra’s very existence becomes both a beacon of hope and a target for destruction.
When Zahra is taken by Monvar’s followers, her world shatters again. Tortured, broken, and isolated, she must find a way to survive long enough to escape—and to face what she’s becoming. Because the blood of Selene runs in her veins, and if she falls, the Goddess’s light could die with her.
Haunted by trauma and hunted by darkness, Zahra must learn to trust the four fated mates bound to her soul. Together they hold the key to awakening her Lycan power—and saving the supernatural world from annihilation.
But love and destiny demand sacrifice.
And the girl who was once marked by fate must now decide whether to embrace her divine power… or let the shadows win.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 671Max's POVI push it aside as he reaches down and locks the wheels.“I'm going to help you stand,” he says, straightening and meeting my eyes. “But I need you to let me take your weight, all right? Don't try to be a hero.”“I can stand, Xander.”His eyebrows rise.“Can you?”I open my mouth to argue, but he glances pointedly at the way I'm practically folded over myself, and I close it again.The bastard.“I'm not completely fucking helpless,” I mutter.“I didn't say you were.” His voice softens slightly, and he rests a hand against my shoulder. “But you've been badly injured, Max. You're allowed to need help.”I stare at him.It's such a simple thing to say, and he says it so matter-of-factly, as though the idea of me needing someone isn't remotely unusual.But it is.I'm an Alpha. I'm supposed to be strong, capable, the one people turn to when things go wrong. I'm not supposed to need someone to help me stand up so I can take a fucking piss.Especially not Xander.Not after everythin
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Chapter: Chapter 670Max's POVI try to shift my weight in the chair, hoping to find some position that doesn't feel like it's crushing my fucking hip, but the movement only makes everything worse. My abdomen pulls painfully as I attempt to straighten my back, and the narrow metal armrests dig into my sides, leaving me nowhere to move. I'm so tired now that even holding myself in this awkward position feels like more effort than I can manage.Fuck me, this was a mistake. I should have used the makeshift bedpan like the doctor wanted.I try again, pressing my palms against the armrests to take a little weight off my arse, but my arms are shaking, and the effort sends another horrible pulling sensation through my stomach. A low groan escapes before I can stop it.“Max?”Xander's voice comes from behind me, and I immediately stop moving.“Hmm?”“You all right?”“Yeah, fine,” I mutter, trying to make my voice sound vaguely convincing.There's a pause, and then I hear him sigh.“Bullshit.”I almost smile.Godd
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Chapter: Chapter 669Max's POVWe're moving again, and the nurses push me towards the restrooms at the back, but as we turn the corner towards the door, Xander's there, right in front of us, looking freshly showered, his hair still damp. His hazel eyes widen as he sees us, then he takes in the chair and frowns slightly.“Alpha,” one of the nurses greets him respectfully.“What are you up to?” he asks, his frown deepening slightly, his tone sharp.I mean, I thought that was fairly obvious, to be honest. But clearly he doesn't want me here. I can feel Zahra's bond pulling towards the door at the end of the corridor. Perhaps he doesn't want me upsetting her any more. And why would he? He's the one who's been here holding her together while I've been off feeling sorry for myself. I wouldn't trust me near her either. Fuck, I don't blame him, to be honest.“Alpha Hunt needs the bathroom,” the other nurse says, and I cringe inwardly.Wonderful. That's exactly how I wanted my first proper conversation with my ex
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Chapter: Chapter 668Max's POVMy heart feels like it's crumbling into even smaller splinters than before. How can I even begin to fix this?‘Start by apologising,’ Medus urges me, his anxiety skyrocketing as he thinks about his mate believing we want to reject her.He's right. I know he's right. But how the fuck do you apologise for making your mate believe she's so unwanted that you're going to reject her? What words could possibly undo weeks of leaving her to believe that?‘Now. Go to her now.’I'm about to explain that I don't think I can walk when the doctor appears round the side of the car.“Ta-da!” he says far too cheerily, waving his hand like he's revealing something incredible.I take in the small metal chair. I stare at it. It's tiny, narrow, with tiny wheels like a filing cabinet's, not the ones you usually see on a wheelchair.I'm fairly certain I've seen sturdier things abandoned beside supermarket trolley bays. And whatever poor bastard designed this thing clearly wasn't expecting anyone a
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Chapter: Chapter 667Max's POVI don't want to talk to Zahra smelling like this. I can't do anything about the mess I've made of things between us, not yet anyway, but surely, I can manage to wash the blood and dirt off before I try to face her properly. I owe her that courtesy at the very least.“Can I shower? I feel horrible,” I say to the nurse.She bites her lip and looks towards the doctor.“I'm not sure you're up to it, Alpha,” she says hesitantly.The doctor frowns.“How much pain are you in?” he asks.His eyes narrow slightly as he watches me, and I get the distinct impression he doesn't believe a fucking word I'm about to tell him.And honestly, sitting here right now, not moving, none. Medus has done a good job healing me. It hurts like a bitch still when I move, but I've had worse. Maybe not, but I've had bad injuries before, and I'm still alive. It can't be that bad…“I'm okay, Doctor. I need to wash up and use the bathroom. Could you help me?”I start to pull myself into a more upright positi
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Chapter: Chapter 666Max's POVThe nurse fusses over me, checking my bandages and the lines into my arm before she unclips the restraints across my chest and legs. The fucking restraints that just stopped me from comforting my Goddess-damned mate. If I'd had the strength, I would have ripped them to shreds right then and there.She was right there, crying against me, and I couldn't even put my fucking arms around her. Then she pulled away, and all I could do was watch. The look on her face when she apologised keeps replaying in my head. She actually apologised to me, after everything I've done.I watch closely as Xander talks to Oscar outside the car. I can't hear what they're saying over the nurses' conversations, but Xander looks strained. He looks fucking exhausted, if I'm honest, and a weird sensation starts to build in my chest. I rub at it absently.I haven't seen him look this worn down in a long time. Even from here, I can see the tension in his shoulders and the way he holds himself, like he's ca
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Scarred by fate
Book One in the Fate Bound Trilogy
Born under a prophecy and raised in a nightmare, Zahra has spent her life starved, isolated, and hated as the unwanted daughter of a pack Beta.
When her father finally snaps and attacks her, her body breaks, but something buried deep inside her finally awakens.
Her wolf.
Pushed to the edge of death, Zahra’s first shift is violent, conscious, and fuelled by pure survival. And when white fur surfaces, the truth becomes impossible to hide.
She is no ordinary wolf.
Chosen by the Moon Goddess and tied to a forgotten prophecy, Zahra is suddenly thrust into a future she never asked for, one filled with power, danger, and people who see her as something far more than she’s ready to be.
For the first time in her life, she’s surrounded by friendship, loyalty, and the kind of male attention she has no idea how to trust.
As feelings begin to form and bonds start to take shape, Zahra quickly realises nothing about these connections is simple. What draws her to them may be drawing them to each other as well.
But Zahra has never belonged to anyone.
Bruised, furious, and desperate for freedom, she refuses to become a pawn of fate, no matter how tightly it tries to claim her.
Because destiny isn’t given.
It’s taken in blood and battle.
Zahra’s story is for anyone who’s ever been overlooked and dared to rise anyway.
Basahin
Chapter: Epilogue Continued.Max's POVThe next morning, after another sleepless night, I follow my dad into the main meeting room. The air smells like coffee and grief. King James sits at the head of the table. Beta Nicholas to his right. Tobias and Aiden beside him. Lucas, Xander, and Zach opposite. A councilman I do not recognise flips through a leather folder. A house maid sets coffee pots and plates of biscuits in the centre and retreats from the room.everyone nods in acknowledgment of our arrival, but No one speaks. I pour myself a cup of coffee and settle into my chair to wait.Andrew arrives a few minutes later. He looks hollowed out. it's clear, he's not slept, over the last four days He looks like he's lost weight and He moves like his bones ache. I have heard the stories. When a wolf loses a mate, sometimes the wolf dies of grief. Sometimes the human goes with them. Sometimes what remains is a shell. It is too early to know which road Andrew is on, but dad said Aether is silent. If the silence holds fo
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Chapter: Epilogue ContinuedMax's POVTobias pats my shoulder. "Come on, man. Let’s head outside. The others will be here soon."I tip back the rest of the beer, feel it hit an empty stomach, and stand. In the bedroom I shrug into my suit jacket. It is tight across the chest but it holds. Tobias clocks it and smirks. I huff a laugh. First one in days. It feels strange in my throat.Outside, people stream from the packhouse to the woods along a lantern‑lit path. I keep my head down and my hands in my pockets. The clearing is already thick with smell of smoke from the last two days. Four pyres stand in the centre: Seb. Luna Anne. Zoe. Rebecca. The pack forms a ring at the edge of the trees, lining up back into the cover of the trees as the numbers swell, bodies pressed close.Tobias and I move to the front where a small platform has been raised. Andrew is there. Dad has an arm around his back, holding him upright. Lucas takes the other side as we reach them. I tense when I see Lucas because I know who will be right
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Chapter: Epilogue Continued.Max's POVThe packhouse feels hollow. Black ribbons hang from banisters. Voices stay low, as if volume might break something that is already cracked. We lost nearly two hundred. Everyone here can name at least one of them.I take a coffee and a muffin from the dining hall because that is what a functioning person does. The coffee tastes burnt. The muffin turns to paste after two bites. I toss the rest and climb to my father’s old office. It is mine now, apparently. The title sits in the room like an unwelcome guest.I work because work is something I can control. Eli’s rotation notes. Ralph’s border reports. I sign where I have to and flag what I cannot decide yet. My phone buzzes beside my elbow.Tobias: I will not ask how you are. I am sure the answer is o
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Chapter: Epilogue Max's POVI stare at the ceiling while daylight crawls across it, thin and grey. Another night with no sleep. My head is a hive and I am the only thing it stings.I have not slept since my best friend was murdered in front of me. Since I was not where I should have been. My Alpha. I let him down. I was busy watching Xander's back, worrying about his cousin, instead of standing where Sebastian needed me. Now our pack has no future, and that sits in my chest like broken glass.My stomach rolls again. I swallow against bile and breathe through it until the nausea backs off. The last three days I have thrown up more than I have in ten years. Every time I replay the fight, or my thoughts drift to Xander, every time I reach the same point where I chose the wrong alpha to flank, my gut empties. Coward’s body. I grit my teeth until my jaw aches.Yesterday’s meeting will not stop playing in my mind. Alpha Lucas at the head of the table, face drawn, voice steady like a blade laid flat.“Max. Hu
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Chapter: Chapter 317Xander's POVMy vision blurs. The air splits with two howls, a long, broken, mournful note. One after the other, blending together, a harmony of misery.Seb, and Uncle Drew.The sound chills me to the marrow. Its the kind of agony that isn’t just heard, it’s felt. Every wolf freezes for half a heartbeat. Max staggers beside me as the bond to his Luna snaps. Around us, every Silver Dawn warrior falters, some nearly dropping where they stand. The heart of their pack has just been snuffed out.I scan the battlefield, frantic. Then I see him. Sphinx!He stumbles upright, then launches forward. He’s not fighting anymore. He’s destroying. A whirlwind of teeth and fury, blood caking his muzzle, eyes blazing feral. He’s gone berserk, tearing through rogues with a savagery I’ve never seen from him before. His unit try to cover him, but he breaks through their line, chasing the rogues too far, too fast.Medus surges away from me, toward his Alpha, desperate to protect him. To be beside him in h
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Chapter: Chapter 316Xander's POVZach’s voice is tight, even through the link.‘I’m on my way, I’m in the pack house!’ I yell back through the link.Max and I barely make it through the back doors before we shift, Medus and Atlas hitting the ground in sync. The scene before us makes my blood run cold.Carnage. Pure fucking carnage.Wolves are everywhere. Rogues flood the garden, tearing through decorations and tables as if they were nothing. They’re not the ragged, half-starved rogues I’ve seen before. They’re lean, powerful, and moving like a trained unit. The stench gives them away — foul, rotting, wrong.Medus and Atlas surge forward side by side, our training taking over. The garden is a ruin, blood splattered across the grass, screams mixing with snarls and the sickening sound of flesh tearing. Wolves crash into each other in a blur of fur and teeth.Silver Dawn’s warriors are arriving now, charging straight into the fray, but the rogues keep pouring from the treeline like a tide of shadows.The sme
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