Lahat ng Kabanata ng Scarred by fate : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Tobias's POVEver since last week, when my father and I visited Blood Moon to discuss the case involving their Beta and his daughter, I’ve felt strangely restless. Thor has barely settled in my mind and has demanded to be let out more than usual. Even the company of my Beta, Aiden, and Gamma, Jasper, has been more irritating than usual; a quiet frustration I can’t seem to shake. But from the moment we got into the cars to head back to Blood Moon yesterday, there’s been an unexpected calm in me. Despite Felix’s incessant chatter and endless jokes on the drive, my nerves seemed to ease, something I haven’t felt in days.Then, as we arrived at the Alpha House and were welcomed inside, my gaze locked onto her almost immediately. The beautiful, petite girl standing beside the young Beta. her golden hair framed her face perfectly, and those sapphire eyes, the bluest I’ve ever seen, seemed to draw me in like a magnet. I felt an unmistakable pull, and for the first time all week, Thor relaxe

Tobias's POVOscar feints toward my left shoulder before sweeping a kick toward my ankle. I catch the move at the last second, barely managing to brace myself, but I’m off balance. His strikes are lightning-fast, a pair of punches to my knee, followed by a sharp kick to my other leg. Damn. His movements are calculated, giving nothing away until the instant he strikes. He takes me to the ground, and we grapple, both straining for the upper hand. Eventually, I manage to pin him, my forearm pressed against his windpipe, my knee trapping his arm and legs. He struggles, bucking to break free, but his energy has waned just enough to give me the advantage.As I let him up, I say, “That was impressive!” He snorts, wiping his face with a look of frustration. “Yeah, right,” he mutters, sounding deflated.Surprised, I study him. Doesn’t he realize how close he came to pinning me?“No, seriously," I say, catching Oscar’s eye, "no one’s taken me to the ground in a couple of years.” Nicholas hands m

Xander's POVAfter mum reminds us were running late, the guys and I sprint upstairs to shower and change quickly, were all back downstairs within 10 minutes and mum hands us all a wrapped breakfast burrito and a travel mug of coffee. We settle into my SUV and I drive us to the pack office to meet with our dads.We arrive and were JUST on time, but I know dad will say were late, because were not early.We rush inside, I’m sure looking a lot more flustered than I had hoped for our first official morning. Zach, pummels the up button on the lift and we get in, jostling for space.When we enter the Leadership floor. We head down the corridor to the conference room at the end. My hastily scarfed burrito is settling uneasily in my stomach.Training was brutal this morning, but Zahra’s performance took me down harder than any kick could have. What the actual fuck? She was amazing. Her skill and speed were unreal, and watching her, I knew she was a force to be reckoned with. Once she gets her w

Tobias's POVThe boys scramble inside and disappear upstairs while the rest of us head toward the kitchen table. Dad, Alpha Lucas, and my mother sit there, coffee in hand, surrounded by plates piled high with breakfast. They look up briefly, acknowledging us with a nod.Nicholas, Zahra, Felix, Sebastian, Max, and I make our way over to the kitchen island, where food is spread out, tempting and abundant. Dustin slips out of the kitchen; I assume he’s heading to shower and change. Alec, Dad’s personal guard, is stationed just outside the kitchen door, and I catch Greyson’s scent nearby, a familiar presence just out of sight.“Help yourselves; there’s plenty,” Luna Alison says with a smile as she settles next to Alpha Lucas. “I’ve made extra food for the others to take with them.”I grab a plate, aware of how hungry I am after this morning’s training. It’s not that I don’t push myself hard; I do. But today was something else. Two solid hours after a three-mile sprint at that pace is rare

Tobias's POVWe arrive at the training grounds, which are set up just as they were this morning, with about a three hundred wolves in attendance. Their turnout is impressive, even more so when I notice that many of the wolves here tonight don’t look like warriors. Most of them are in the third group, likely regular pack members completing one of their three mandatory sessions. I scan the area, looking for Zahra, and feel Thor rumbling in my mind, impatient with her absence.Just then, Delta Greg, Alpha Lucas, Nicholas, and my father walk over to us. Greg, Lucas, and Nicholas each give me a small bow with a murmured “Your Highness,” to which I nod in acknowledgment.“Glad to have you with us again this evening, Your Highness,” Greg says. “Austin praised your abilities this morning, and Zahra has asked if she can test herself against you tonight.”At those words, I can’t help the grin spreading across my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch my dad’s subtle smirk, but I don’t even