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.
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Chapter: Chapter 141Tobias's POVI wake with a slight jolt as my hospital bed bumps against something solid. The frame hits the door and the whole thing shudders.“Be careful,” someone snarls in a harsh whisper above my head.I blink, trying to orient myself. The lighting is dim, the room unfamiliar, but the smell of antiseptic hits me hard. Hospital. That much I can work out.Fuzzy memories start to crawl back. Aiden’s face above me. The inside of a plane. Voices. Panic. After that… nothing. Just a blank stretch of dark.While I am still trying to piece it together, there’s a flurry of movement around me, and then my mother’s face fills my vision.“Tobias. Tobias, can you hear me?” Her voice is tight, right on the edge of breaking.“Yes, Mother, I can hear you,” I manage. My voice comes out rough and dry.“Oh, thank the goddess.”My father’s massive frame appears just behind her, his hands resting on her shoulders. The tension in him is obvious, coiled into every line of his body.“Sophie, darling, let
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: Chapter 140Zahra's POVI wake with a jolt. My hands clamp onto the armrests and my breathing is fast. Edwards beside me raises an eyebrow as I scan my surroundings. I glance out of the window and realise we’re on the ground, bumping along as the engines roar.“Nervous flyer?” Edwards asks, with a small smile.“Only my second time,” I say, swallowing.“It’s ok, we just landed. You slept the whole way.”Oh, thank fuck for that.We unload the plane on the runway and pile back into several black SUVs. We drive in silence through the growing darkness. The sun must have set as we landed, or just before, because dusk is already sliding into night. Ahead of us, the city spreads across the horizon, lights bleeding into the sky.We drive into the city, traffic slowing us down as we meander through the streets. The windows are heavily blacked out, but I can still see humans going about their lives in the hustle and bustle outside.We turn off the road and head down into an underground car park. Once parked
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Chapter: Chapter 139Zahra's POVI am squashed into the back of the SUV, trapped in the middle because of course they put the smallest one between two mountains. My shoulders are pressed into solid muscle on both sides. Nicholson is driving, jaw set, eyes on the road as we speed toward the military airfield.I pull my phone from my shirt pocket and unlock it. Edwardo handed it back as we climbed into the SUV. I wait for it to power up, staring at the black screen like I can bully it into being faster.Notifications start pinging in.The first is from Max.Max: I can’t wait to see you with your new ink, what time do you think you’ll be done and I’ll come and get you? We’re just heading out to the lake. XxxI frown and scroll down, expecting a flood.Nothing.No follow-up. No “where are you?” No “are you okay?” Just that.The next one is from Xander.Xander: Hey, are you coming down later? XxAnd that’s it from him too.My chest tightens. I scroll again, hoping I missed something, but the next message is fr
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Chapter: Chapter 138Zahra's POVShit! Max.My stomach drops. I was meant to see him last night. He’ll be worried now. I really hope he just thinks I got caught up in training and not that I landed back in here again. I don’t want him stressing over me on top of everything else.I yank my T-shirt back on and step out into the room.“Ready?” Henry asks.“Yeah. Have you seen my phone?” I ask, glancing around the room just in case.He twists his mouth. “No, actually.” He looks over at Montague and Jameson.“Nope,” Montague says. “When we arrived, you were already in the hospital gown on the bed. The General might know where it is.”I nod. Great. Add “lost my phone” to the list.“Come, let’s report to the briefing room,” Jameson says.“I’ll see you when you get back, Zahra,” Henry says with a smile.Something inside my chest pinches. It’s weird not being around him all the time anymore. I miss him more than I want to admit.“Kick ass on Stage Two,” I say, and before my brain can stop my body, I lean in and ki
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Chapter: Chapter 137Zahra's POVA warm hand settles on my shoulder and I glance up to see Henry watching me, his expression softer than usual. “You, ok?” he asks quietly. “I’ve never heard you scream like that.”Great. So that was not just in my head.“Yeah… nightmare,” I mutter, throat still raw. I look over at the three of them and wince when I take in the damage again. Henry’s split lip is no longer bleeding, but its swelling still, the smear of dried blood at the corner. Montague’s eye, already darkening into an impressive bruise. Jameson’s forearms, faint red marks where I apparently took a swipe.“Was that me?” I ask, pointing at Montague’s eye.He just smiles. “Even semi-conscious you put up one hell of a fight, Private.”“Sorry,” I say, grimacing. “I don’t like being restrained, and I was still half in the nightmare.”“No harm done,” Jameson says briskly, brushing it off.Henry leans back against the end of the bed, folding his arms. “So then, Zahra, you’ve had a busy few days while I was recover
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Chapter: Chapter 136Zahra's POVMy feet sink into the moss. The air presses close around me, thick with an acrid stench that burns the back of my throat. I’m back here again.The thin wind threads through the snarling brambles and coils around my ankles, tugging at my hair, shoving the stink of rot, smoke, and blood into my lungs. Every sound is too sharp. Every shift of shadow feels deliberate, like the forest is watching me. Its attention crawls over my skin, goosebumps racing up my arms.I don’t want this. I want to wake up. I don’t want to see that shadowed figure again.“Wake up!” I yell, but nothing happens. “WAKE UP!” I scream, throat burning, and still nothing. I spin round and try to run, in the opposite direction, but it’s like my feet are stuck in quicksand, or some invisible thread is hooked into my spine, dragging me backwards and holding me fast.I’m panting and slick with sweat, fighting the pull, desperate to claw my way out of this nightmare. But I can’t.I don’t know how long I struggle
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Scarred by fate
Book one of The Fatebound Trilogy.
Born under a prophecy. Raised in a nightmare. Chosen by the Moon Goddess to save them all.
Zahra has spent her life starved, isolated, and hated — the unwanted daughter of her pack’s Beta. When her father finally snaps, attacking her with silver and wolfsbane, Zahra’s body breaks… but something inside her doesn’t.
Her wolf.
Pushed to the edge of death, Zahra’s first shift is violent and unconscious — triggered not by age, but by the desperate need to survive. And when the white fur surfaces, everything changes.
Born under the rare Pink Moon, Zahra isn’t just a survivor. She’s the girl at the center of a forgotten prophecy — the one destined to bring back the extinct Lycans and unite the supernatural world against an ancient evil rising from the shadows.
But Zahra’s no chosen princess. She's bruised, underestimated, and out for freedom, not fame. Now with a powerful wolf at her side, and a future tied to four unknown mates, she must train harder, dig deeper, and outfight anyone who thinks they can control her.
Because destiny isn’t given. It’s claimed in blood and battle.
Fierce, emotionally charged, and full of slow-burn legacy and bite, Zahra’s story is for anyone who’s ever been overlooked — and dared to rise anyway.
Want to read more of Zahra and her journey? Here's the link for Book 2. Marked by Fate:https://www.goodnovel.com/book/Marked-by-fate_31001172761
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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
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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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