Semua Bab Scarred by fate : Bab 291 - Bab 300

Tobias's POVJasper hauls me to my feet and we start inside. But my anger is simmering again, growing in sync with Thor’s.'How can they expect her to go without communication or visits for three years?'Thor growls. 'What about her degree? Her therapy?'Thor’s pacing again. 'Mate. Get to mate now.''We can’t now. But I’m talking to Brant.'He snarls in response.

Zahra's POVThere’s polite clapping from the crowd. I resist the urge to squirm under the attention.“Recruits, when I call your name, step forward. Nurse Rachel will take your samples. You’ll receive your welcome pack and information, and then return to your position. Once that’s done, we’ll begin the tour of the grounds, and then move into your assessment trials.”He glances at the clipboard.“Any questions?” No one speaks. “Good.”“Torin Hale.”The tall guy from earlier steps forward. He’s about 6'2", all long limbs and wiry strength. He’s not built like Xander or Tobias—no hulking tank—but you can tell he’s solid under that lean frame. Definitely not Alpha blood, but maybe a Beta or Delta. His dark auburn hair is tied in a messy knot at the nape of his neck, but a few strands have escaped and fall into his face. It looks cool, ‘That’s going to get annoying in training.’ ah, she's awake then!He moves confidently to stand beside Nurse Rachel. The light from the window catches in

Zahra's POVWe line up in front of Director Holt. I glance around and realise the others are all standing with their feet wide and hands clasped behind their backs. I copy them quickly, my heart hammering in my chest.Director Holt stands facing us, his back to the stands. I scan the rows behind him and my heart sinks—Brant and his dad aren’t here. Which means, if they are coming, they’re going to make a scene. I pray to the moon goddess they don’t single me out the moment they arrive.But Director Holt doesn’t speak. He just waits, silently. The field is quiet, a few murmurs from the stands now and then, but mostly it’s birdsong and wind rustling through the trees.I focus on the calm.And then I hear it. A low hum. Faint at first, then growing louder. The unmistakable sound of engines. Several ATVs appear, cresting the edge of the field, and every head turns to watch them approach.Zanthe perks up immediately and yips, tail wagging in my mind.Then I catch it—coffee and leather on t

Zahra's POVInstructor Maddox steps his massive bulk forward alongside Vale.His voice is deep enough to carry across the entire field without him needing to shout. “Cadets. Now that you are all recovered, you will face the obstacle course. This will challenge your physical strength, balance, adaptability, and resourcefulness. You will be marked on the number of zones completed, and in the event of a tie, how fast you completed them. How you complete each zone is up to you—however, your feet are not allowed to touch the ground once you start the green course, until after the plunge pool. If you touch down at any point on the course before then, or if you fall into the catch net, you are immediately finished. Is that clear?” “Yes, sir,” we all respond in unison.He turns without another word and heads off toward the base of the course. The spectators stay put—clearly still with a perfect view from the stands.“The green course is clearly marked,” Maddox calls over his shoulder, gestur

Zahra's POV'Goddess, you are amazing,' Tobias says in my head, and he sounds proud as hell.'No one has ever finished this course on the first assessment.'I sit up, wobbling. I find him in the crowd, smug as ever. He and Nicholas are both grinning like the Cheshire fucking cat.Then Maddox and Vale stride toward me. My gut twists. Maddox looks furious, eyebrows drawn so tight his face could shatter glass.Shit. Am I in trouble? Should I not have laid down? Was that disrespectful?Maddox grabs my shoulders, pulls me upright. His hands are huge and solid and weirdly gentle. He stares at me hard, his dark eyes flicking across my face like he’s looking for something.Vale speaks first. “That, Miss Larkin, was very impressive.”Maddox doesn’t look away. “We get strong applicants all the time. But this morning?” He shakes his head, still holding my gaze. “We thought there had been some sort of error. We doubted—hell, I doubted—a fourteen-year-old could have the stats you had on your appli