تسجيل الدخولLincoln's POVThen there's a moan, and the bond flares with desire again. I tear my eyes away from Tobias's amber ones to see Xander kissing Zahra senseless. His fingers are threaded through her hair, his large hands engulfing her jaw as he tilts her head back.Fucking hell.Why is watching my mate kiss another man so fucking hot?Lex rumbles in my mind, his own desire thick and building fast."Goddess," Tobias groans beside me, still not removing his hand. I don't know why, but I don't want him to either.Zahra is panting when she pulls away, her chest heaving. I step closer, moving between her legs, and pull down the zip of her bra. It falls open, her breasts spilling free, and all three of us moan at once.She giggles, completely unselfconscious beneath our attention.I step back and Xander grabs her hips, tucks his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and lifts her slightly, sliding them down over her arse where she sits before pulling them off her legs in one swift motion.Sh
Lincoln's POVThe feeling in the pack is electric. Lex and I feel it thrumming through my body. Fuck, they feel invigorated. I have never, in all my life, felt the pack like this. Every wolf seems to be pulling in the same direction, their satisfaction, pride and renewed purpose flowing through the pack bond until it feels vibrant. It's... effervescent.I grin down at my beautiful mate. Despite the bruises and dirt, she looks resplendent. There's a bruise blossoming across her cheek, and the blood on her chin from her split lip has already healed, but the sight of it still makes my stomach burn with anger.Her joy and relief at having won the pack's respect is so gratifying to see.I lean down to kiss her again, and the joy spikes through the pack. I smile against her lips, wishing she could feel it as well."They like you," I murmur into her ear as they cheer and howl around us."I'm so fucking glad because I can't fight any more of them."She sounds exhausted, and I laugh, scooping
Tobias's POVThe next man hesitates before entering.Zahra points at him. "Don't think. Move."He obeys.She takes him down in seconds, but when he gets back to his feet, he rubs at his throat, still coughing from the choke. Instead of glaring at her, a grin slowly spreads across his face."Again sometime, Luna?""If you survive the new training programme."Laughter ripples around the field, but this time there isn't a trace of mockery behind it. Warriors exchange amused looks, a few rubbing bruised ribs or sore shoulders, and several actually nod.The fiftieth warrior falls with Zahra's legs locked around his throat. He taps her thigh, and she releases him before rolling onto her back in the dirt.For several seconds, she remains there staring up at the sky, her chest rising and falling with deep, laboured breaths. The whole field waits. No one calls out or laughs, and even the injured warriors around the edge seem to hold still as they watch her gather herself.Then Zahra sits up.H
Tobias's POVThe lead warrior feints towards her ribs. Zahra doesn't react, and the second man attacks from her right. She blocks his fist with her forearm, counters with two fast strikes to his chest and turns just in time to avoid the first warrior's elbow.A third man catches her shoulder from behind.Zahra drops instantly, but he keeps hold of her shirt. The fourth warrior closes around her waist while the fifth reaches for her legs. For one tense second, all five are on her.The pack roars.Lincoln's body locks beside me.Lex pushes so close to the surface that Lincoln's eyes flash black. Thor surges forwards with a snarl in the back of my mind.'They're touching our mate.'"Wait," I warn, although the word is as much for Thor as it is for Lincoln.Zahra disappears beneath the mass of bodies.Then a warrior screams.The pile breaks apart.Zahra has trapped the hand gripping her shoulder and bent two of his fingers backwards. She turns beneath his arm, tears herself free and drive
Tobias's POVFive more warriors surge forwards before the previous group has fully cleared the circle.This group includes two women, both of them lighter on their feet and faster than most of the men who came before them. One aims a spinning kick towards Zahra's side while the other drops low and attempts to scissor her legs. Zahra jumps over the sweep, catches the first woman's extended ankle and yanks her forwards. The warrior tries to turn the fall into a roll, but Zahra follows her down, plants a knee between her shoulder blades and pins her wrist against her spine.The second woman attacks before Zahra can secure the hold. Zahra releases her captive, rolls beneath the incoming kick and rises inside the woman's guard. They trade elbows and short punches, their movements almost too fast to follow. The warrior manages to land a glancing strike against Zahra's cheek, and Zahra answers with a sharp uppercut to the ribs and a palm strike to the side of her neck.The woman's knees buck
Tobias's POVZahra spins away as the man she'd choked finally taps her thigh. She releases him and kicks backwards without looking, the heel of her boot burying itself in the stomach of the warrior with the bleeding nose. He folds around the impact, and she catches the back of his neck with both hands before driving her knee into his chest.He drops beside the unconscious man.Three down in less than a minute.The laughter around the field has stopped, leaving the whole place dead silent as they watch their Luna decimate the first challengers. I glance around the circle of warriors. Those who were uncertain before look downright intimidated, while the more determined warriors watch her with new caution, studying every movement as though they might somehow learn enough to survive their turn.But that's where she excels. Her skill lies in the way she constantly changes her style, shifting between techniques so smoothly that no one can predict what she's going to do next. The mouthy fuck
Zahra's POVDrip, drip, drip.I jolt back to wakefulness with a sharp clank as my chains rattle. For a second, I can’t place where I am, only the cold stone beneath me and the weight at my throat, then memory slams into place like a door locking.Fuck.My eyelids are swollen, heavy, and I can’t ope
Zahra's POVI almost snort aloud, biting it back just in time. Before I can reply to her nonsense, Max shifts slightly against me, his voice low and rough when he speaks again…“Can I ask you something?” Max&rsqu
Zahra's POVA flicker of something—pain, maybe pride—crosses his face before he exhales and nods. “I guess you’re right. Henry, keep her out of trouble. And Zahra, don’t shift.”He turns back to the others before I can respond, already linking them as he heads into the night. Henry and I break into
Zahra's POV *** 3 months earlier***My legs ache and my lungs burn, but I keep running. The kilometres tick by. I am on the perimeter circuit this morning, the one that skirts all of Night Howlers, not just the academy grounds. It is five a.m. and the forest is quiet except for my footfalls and the







