Mag-log inMax's POVI open the door and climb out, the morning breeze more than a little refreshing around my heated balls. It helps calm my cock down slightly.I stride around the truck, determined to be the one to help Zahra out while Xander is still climbing from the driverās seat.I open Zahraās door and realise sheās not wearing shoes. None of us are, and the shale here is rough beneath my feet. I donāt want her hurting herself, so I lean down and scoop her up.She huffs. āI can walk, you know.āBut she wraps her arms around my neck and snuggles her face into me.I smile. The feeling of her in my arms is incredible, and even if her inner feminist objects, sheās not objecting too hard.āI know, baby, but if I had my way, youād never walk anywhere again.āShe huffs a little breath against my neck, and my skin breaks out in goosebumps.āIāve missed you,ā she whispers.I squeeze her a little tighter because fuck, Iāve missed her so damn much. It was like the sun set and my world was dark for t
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Max's POVMy mind has barely registered what the fuck just happened in there. Sheās my mate.I close my eyes as I follow them down the corridor. Xander is carrying my mate, and for some reason that doesnāt bother me as much as I feel like it should. Heās her mate too, and I canāt even fathom whatās going on with that right now.'I told you,' Medus says, cock-a-hoop.The fact that heās pressed closer against the inside of my mind than I think he has ever been before is one thing, but his smug happiness is another entirely. If I wasnāt so overjoyed myself, Iād feel slightly nauseated by his glee.The words of the conversation Iāve just witnessed keep trying to replay in my mind. Thereās nuance there, something I know Iāve missed, but I canāt pin it down. Itās like trying to catch hold of tadpoles as they slither and slide out of my grasp, and honestly, Iām not really in the mood.I have a mate, and itās Zahra.I have to share my mate, and that thought is slightly bitter to swallow, but
Zahra's POVAlpha Lucas holds the door open as they file out past him, but Alison stays. Clearly, sheās included in the incoming team.Then Lucas moves fully into the room. His face full on confusion as he take in me Max and Xander sitting on the bed hand in hand, he obviously just heard Xander call me his Luna as well. FMLMy uncle Nicholas enters behind him, followed by Edwardo, Sage and a couple of the doctors I recognise from the task force, although theyāre dressed in green fatigues instead of white coats.āIām glad to see youāre awake,ā my uncle says, striding over and hugging me.I pull my hands from my matesā to hug him back, and I feel both Max and Xander stiffen beside me, but neither reacts beyond that.I can hear whispers in the corner of the room, and I think Alison is quickly filling Alpha Lucas in.āGood to see you awake, Lieutenant Larkin,ā Edwardo says with a broad, fatherly smile. He looks exhausted.āCan we examine the three of you?ā one of the doctors asks.I glanc
Zarha's POVThereās so much noise. Everyone is talking at once, jabbering and clamouring over each other, full of questions, judgement, outrage and confusion. But through it all, I canāt take my eyes off my mates. Plural. I knew this was going to happen, but I still canāt get my head around it. I guess I wasnāt expecting two at once. And these two? I mean⦠at one point I hoped, but I never really let myself believe it.Now I keep getting lost in Xanderās golden-brown eyes or Maxās emerald ones. The sparks flying across my skin where they hold my hands send chills racing down my spine, and all I want is to be alone with them, as terrifyingly daunting as that prospect is.Zanthe keeps purring loudly and rolling over like the hussy she is. I know sheās dying for her time with her mates. The idea of there being two of them doesnāt bother her in the slightest. Fuck, whatās it going to be like when there are four of them?Xander doesnāt seem too bothered about sharing me. At least, I think
Xander's POVI turn automatically, keeping Zahra in front of me, unconsciously revolving to keep her in my line of sight because sheās my fucking sun now, and Iām trapped in her orbit. Her hands are shaking slightly at her sides, her breathing shallow, her wide blue eyes darting between me and Max like she has no idea what to do with either of us.A thousand things are going off in my head right now. Relief, joy, wonder, shock, surprise and fear all crashing together until I donāt even know what Iām feeling.This is everything Iāve ever wanted. Everything Iāve dreamed about.But Iām terrified itās not real. Terrified itās going to be taken away.āHi,ā Zahra says quietly.And I melt.I have to touch her.I step forwards and reach for her hands, but Max moves at the same time, and I end up grabbing one small, soft hand and one massive calloused one.I drop Maxās immediately.For fuckās sake.A sharp tingle shoots through my fingers at the contact with Zahra, and suddenly I understand.T
Tobias's POVAs we eat and drink, I relax. Despite the weird behaviour of our wolves, I havenāt felt this settled since the night I spoke to Zahra. Maybe itās the moonshine. Maybe I shouldāve tried that before. Or maybe itās Thor. Maybe itās the fact heās actually here, present, not retreating so f
Tobias's POVThe afternoon is a blur. Iāve no fucking clue what I did, or didnāt do. After seeing the stricken look on Maxās face, I donāt remember anything else.Iām back in my suite now. Iāve showered, and now Iām sitting staring at the blank TV in silence, my mind a weird combination of static an
Zahra's POVWe feel the air shift behind us and spin, striking out and making contact. Then the tingle at the back of our head has us ducking, spinning again. This time we kick out with our foot and make contact.āGood,ā Wentworth calls.We hear huffed breaths coming from the left and spin, driving
Tobias's POVLincoln and I are both panting by the time the morning session ends. We walk back towards the cabins for lunch, and I already feel more settled after the physical exercise.But my mood begins to plummet again now Iām not focusing on it anymore.āHowās the recovery going?ā Lincoln asks







