All Chapters of Scarred by fate : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Zahra's POVWe step outside and see everyone heading back toward the training field. Jasper nods at me before striding off in another direction, leaving Oscar and me to merge with the flow of wolves.I take a deep breath, trying to shake off the encounter. We find the others standing together near the edge of the training field and head to join them. As we approach, another team strides over. The guy at the front doesn’t smell like an Alpha, but he has the overconfident swagger of one. He’s not as big as Zach or the others, and his face still carries traces of puppy fat—less chiselled, more entitled. He’s closer to my age than my brother’s, but the way he walks like he owns the ground is already irritating.He stops directly in front of me, his team fanned out behind him like a pack of wannabe tough guys. Extending his hand, he flashes a grin that makes my skin crawl.“Hey there, beautiful. I’m Logan Grey.”I shake his hand because ignoring it would be rude and probably cause a scene

Zahra's POVAs I bounce on the spot, trying to burn off restless energy, my mind is spinning. My body is brimming with unused adrenaline after the disappointing fights, and my anxiety nags at me with a persistent question—are the guys only hanging out with me because they see me as a baby?‘Calm down, Z. You’re spiralling. Don’t let those stupid girls get into your head. Nothing they said was true.’Zanthe’s voice is steady, and I know she’s right. But still… fourteen years of insecurities don’t vanish overnight. I can’t shake the suspicion that Nicholas has asked them to keep an eye on me. I take a deep breath, my eyes lingering on the lake. Its shimmering surface should be soothing, but it does little to calm the storm brewing inside me.Suddenly, a voice cuts throu

Lincoln's POVIn the morning, we share a communal breakfast in the main dining room before heading out to the training field for the first session. The Crown Prince and part of his team are already there, along with the Royal Delta, Prince Felix, and the two Elite trainers. The group feels oddly assembled for the first day of camp, but I suppose when the Royals are involved, nothing is typical.The trainers are introduced as Eduardo and Blake. Both are absolute mountains of muscle, exuding authority and raw power. Their presence alone is enough to keep most of the group in line. They go over the ground rules we all know by now, and then Blake explains today’s schedule: a long-distance run this morning, followed by sparring matches after lunch. Straightforward enough.As Blake is speaking, a trio approaches from the cabins. I immediately recognize Nicholas, the Royal Beta. He&rsqu

Lincoln's POVI settle back with Sam to watch the next round of fights. It’s always smart to scope out potential opponents. When Zahra’s name is called, my attention snaps to her ring. She’s up against Jaxx Northwood from Eclipse, and my instincts immediately flare. I lean forward, a protective urge surging through me. She’s so small—she barely comes up to Jaxx’s shoulders. He’s an 18-year-old Alpha male from a renowned warrior pack. She doesn’t stand a chance!My gut twists as I watch them step into the ring. Lex whines in my head, his unease mirroring mine. I glance at Delta Baxter, who’s refereeing the match. If things get out of hand, he’ll step in, but that doesn’t stop the sick feeling in my stomach. Still, it’s impossible to look away, like watching a train wreck you can’t stop.Jaxx begins to circle Z

Max's POVThe challenges kick off again, and things finally get interesting. Oscar’s name is called, and he’s up against Jasper, the Royal Gamma. Oscar puts up an incredible fight. It’s intense, but in the last few seconds before they can call it a draw, Jasper takes him down, forcing Oscar to submit. It’s a strong effort, though, and he should be proud. I know he’ll hate losing, but he did well.Eliot, on the other hand, takes visible pleasure in obliterating Logan Grey. Honestly, I think everyone enjoys watching Logan get flattened. But then it’s my turn, and I’m up against the Alpha Brant of Night Howlers. He’s tough… really tough. I give it everything I have, but eventually, I have to submit. I’m not too upset about it. At least I made it this far. Last year, I went out in the second round, so this feels like progress. And hey, if you’re going to l