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Chapter 315

Author: Jess Dawson
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-26 04:24:57

Xander's POV 🌶️🌶️

I feel max’s smile against my lips, his sinfully sexy voice, sends a shiver down my spine as he murmurs “You’re insatiable,” as he grabs my cock in his large hand, squeezing it roughly, “luckily, so am I!” and he pumps it up and down. My hunger is back with full force, I push him till his legs touch the edge of the bed and then I spin him around. He lets out a surprised chuckle. I press myself to his back, my cock nestles between his butt cheeks, My fingers trail down his chest, over the hard planes of his abs, and I feel him shudder beneath my touch. His cock is already hardening again, thick and ready, and a surge of desire floods me. I grab the lube with one hand, and squirt some on my fingers, my cock and then rub some against his shaft as well.

Then I press him forwards, so his chest hits the mattress, grabbing his hips I lift them slightly higher and fuck me, He’s a vision like this—his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, his ass high and ready f
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    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. I

  • Scarred by fate    Epilogue Continued

    Max'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

  • Scarred by fate    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

  • Scarred by fate    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

  • Scarred by fate    Chapter 317

    Xander'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

  • Scarred by fate    Chapter 316

    Xander'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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