All Chapters of Scarred by fate : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Sebastian's POV 🌶️🌶️Her fingers curl into my hair, pulling me closer as she kisses me back with equal fervour. Her body arches beneath me, pressing against mine, and I can feel the heat radiating from her. ‘Yes,’ Sphinx purrs, his hunger mirroring my own. ‘Take her. Claim her.’I break the kiss only long enough to trail my lips down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there. She gasps, her head tilting back to give me better access. My teeth graze her pulse point, and I feel her shudder beneath me. ‘Mark her,’Sphinx growls, his voice guttural in my mind. ‘Let everyone know she belongs to us.’I can’t hold back, I’m so turned on, and in such a mating frenzy. Sphinx’s jealous rage mixes with my fervour. He’s desperate to make his mate ours so no other male can ever touch her. I can’t push him back I sink my teeth into her neck. She screams. Arching off the bed. As I feel her blood trickle into my mouth. I pull out and she cries out again. I seal my mark with my tongue. And look

Max's POVSaying goodbye this morning after two full-on months was harder than I expected. We’d all trained like animals, eaten like wolves, and bonded over bruises, blisters, and Baxter’s sadistic challenges. But the guys and I swapped numbers before we left, and we’re already plotting a reunion before next year’s camp. Hopefully one that involves less running and more beer.The drive back was quiet. Everyone half-dead from the late night and that ridiculously huge breakfast. I was mostly thinking about a long shower and the possibility of a nap before the welcome home party tonight.Seb was unusually brooding, until we got closer to home.He started getting twitchy once we crossed the territory border. Legs bouncing, fingers drumming, eyes scanning the window like something was going to jump out and greet him. I figured he was

Max's POVThe following afternoon, I’m wrecked. Absolutely done.We’ve been setting up for Seb’s birthday party all damn day. Normally, he likes a laid-back BBQ with a few pack members, the Blood Moon alpha family, close friends — nothing over the top. Luna Anne had everything planned out months in advance. A few extra touches for his eighteenth, sure. She even invited the full Blood Moon leadership, which is a big deal. Thoughtful, elegant. Classic Anne.But then Rebecca decided she was taking over.Suddenly, it's not just a party — it's a full-scale, formal, pack-wide event with a sit-down dinner, pale gold colour schemes, and fucking table centrepieces. Because clearly, nothing says “alpha maturity” like glitter-dipped roses and rented fountains.Apparently,

Max's POV 🌶️🌶️His hand moves to my jaw, tilting my face up as he leans in. This kiss is different—slow, deliberate, every brush of his lips setting me on fire. His tongue slips into my mouth, claiming me with a possessiveness that makes my blood sing. My hands fist in his shirt, pulling him closer as I deepen the kiss, our bodies pressed together from chest to hip.The whiskey tumbler slips from my hand, hitting the porch floor with a dull thud, but neither of us cares. Xander’s hands are everywhere—tangling in my hair, sliding down my back, gripping my hips. I groan into his mouth, the sound swallowed by his kiss. His teeth graze my bottom lip, tugging gently, and I shiver.“Xander,” I gasp as he breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down my jaw to my neck. His teeth scrape over my pulse point, and I can feel him smile against my skin.“You’re mine,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my throat. “No more hiding.”I tilt my head back, giving him better access as his hands fumble with

Max's POV 🌶️🌶️The bedroom is dark and quiet when we enter, the moonlight filtering through the curtains casting a soft glow over the room. Xander turns to me, his eyes blazing with hunger, pupils blown wide. He doesn’t give me a chance to speak before he’s on me again, pushing me back onto the bed. I go willingly, his hands tangling in my hair as he straddles me.“My turn,” he says with a wicked grinXander grabs my hands, pinning them above my head, My breath hitches. Xander’s eyes are locked on to mine, dark and hungry, he grazes his teeth against my neck and I can feel my heart kicking up a notch, as he kisses up and down my neck and behind my ear. Goddess, he’s driving me wild. “I want to feel you inside of me,” I growl out, my voice raw with need.Xander responds with a low growl of his own, that s