All Chapters of Scarred by fate : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Zahra's POVI'm gently tugged back toward consciousness. The soft cloud hardens into the unmistakable feel of a hospital bed. I sense a presence in my mind, its so new and confusing, and I start to worry, ‘hey Zahra, don’t worry, its only me!’ Zanthe's voice is warm and grounding. I have a wolf! 'Zanthe, was that real? Did we really meet the Moon Goddess?' I ask, still half-convinced it was all a dream. 'It was real. I was there with you I’ve been with you since you were born, I’ve just been deep in your mind, but I’ve seen everything you have been through,' Zanthe confirms, her voice is steady and warm in my mind, a grounding force amid the chaos.'Everything? Even...' I hesitate, not ready to revisit the attack.‘Yes, even then. I was awake when you couldn’t be. Greg found us, got us to safety. He’s why we’re here, in the hospital.’ As reality begins to sharpen around the edges of my dream-like state, the sterile beep of monitors intrudes on my thoughts. As my senses begin to retu

Xander's POVThe light streaming through the hospital window seemed to mock the gravity of the moment, casting a too-bright glow over Zahra’s hospital room. I find myself unable to look directly at her; the bruises marring her beautiful face are tinged with green, and her normally captivating blue eyes are hidden behind swollen darkness. Her golden hair, braided neatly to one side, beckons my fingers to feel its softness. An overwhelming urge to wrap her in my arms and shield her from the world surges through me. I'm tempted to sit on my hands to quell these inappropriate thoughts. Atlas stirs restlessly in my mind, echoing my protective instincts, 'I will protect her with my life, Xander. I need to know she’s safe now.' She’s part of our family now, and that bond pulls at me with an irresistible force. As these thoughts swirl, Max’s blinding smile flashes through my mind; confusing and distracting. I don’t understand what happened when he was here, and I can’t afford the mental space

Zach's POVThe sound of the front door slamming wakes me up. Dad is off to work, and the noise is enough to stir me from sleep. I groan, stretching and pushing off the covers. Next to me, Bethany, last night's party conquest, is still out cold. I nudge her awake, smirking as she blinks groggily at me."Time to go," I say, not unkindly but with clear dismissal.She pouts but gets up, gathers her things, and leaves. I barely notice her departure as I jump into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the remnants of last night’s indulgences. By the time I’m dressed, breakfast is ready, laid out by Helen, our Omega housekeeper. She keeps an eye on me and my sister.I never see Zahra in the mornings. I assume she’s still in bed. Honestly, I haven’t given her much thought lately. We used to be close, but that changed when I turned 14 and started my future Beta training. Since then, my world revolves around training, partying, and girls. I shovel down the eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns, wa