All Chapters of Scarred by fate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Xander's POV 🌶️🌶️The session progresses with everyone drilling the techniques, the intensity of the practice evident in the focus and determination around me. Finally, Greg calls everyone in for a cool-down."Remember, the key to mastering these techniques is consistency and practice. You've all done well today. Keep up the good work," he concludes, dismissing us with a nod.It's been an intense session. Looking around, everyone appears thoroughly spent; drenched in sweat and smeared with dirt. I had forgotten how tough these early morning sessions could be, stretching a full two hours. As we trudge back toward the training centre, Sebastian wipes his brow and exhales sharply. "Phew, is it always that intense?"Oscar chuckles, a hint of pride in his voice. "Yep," he pops the 'P'. "Early mornings are the worst, though, they are more targeted to the warriors so they are more gruelling. "Sebastian and Max grunt in response. Max, clearly as exhausted as the rest of us, sighs, "Well, it

Oscar's POVThe doorbell rings, cutting through the relaxed air. Everyone in the room stiffens, instinctively sniffing the air. My muscles tense as the familiar scent hits me, sending my mood plummeting. ‘What the fuck is he doing here’ Orpheus growls in my mind, echoing my irritation.Fucking Sebastian.Zahra leaps up in a panic, darting off to the downstairs toilet, and Xander stands to let his cousin in. When Sebastian strides into the living room at Xander's side, his usual charismatic smile firmly in place, irritation bubbles within me. That twinkling smile, so effortlessly charming—it’s incredibly annoying right now. I don’t want him anywhere near Zahra.Zahra re-enters just as Sebastian greets everyone with a breezy, "Hey, guys." She’s quickly tidied her hair and now looks suddenly alert and vibrant. Personally, I preferred her earlier—dishevelled and sleepy.She flashes Sebastian a radiant smile that makes my heart skip a beat. I glance around and see Eliot and Xander visibly

Zahra's POVThe memory of last night makes my chest feel like it’s about to burst, and I swear my face is going to crack from this ridiculous grin. I finish my shower, barely able to contain the excitement. He’s coming over again this afternoon. Sebastian. The name alone sends a thrill through me. Apparently, the guys are all going to some party tonight, and he’s getting ready with Xander and the boys here, which means I get to see him before they leave. Part of me wishes I was going with them, but let's be real—it’s not like I’d ever be allowed. And honestly, the thought of facing that many people from school right now? Yeah, no thanks. Hard pass.As I towel off, something catches my eye in the mirror, and my heart drops into my stomach. My back. I freeze, the air turning thick and heavy, like I’m suddenly trying to breathe underwater. My hands shake as I stare at what used to be my back, its now a ruined mess of angry red ridges and thick, ropey scars crisscrossing like a roadmap to

Zahra's POVI follow Allison out through the French doors and down the garden path. It’s another beautiful morning, and the weather is finally warming up. The sun on my skin feels incredible, like a big cosmic hug after being cooped up inside for what feels like forever. I used to spend so much time outdoors, mostly avoiding the house, training, or walking to school. But this past week? Way too much indoor time. Zanthe and I both feel grounded now that we’re out in nature again.We walk through the garden toward the lake, then veer into the forest, heading for the hiking trail that leads up to the waterfall. I wonder where Luna Allison is taking me, but at the base of the trail, she surprises me by turning off to the right, onto a path I don’t even know exists. It isn’t as worn as the others, and it’s clear I’ve never been down it before.We don’t need words. The silence isn’t awkward—it’s peaceful. I revel in being among the trees again, my enhanced senses picking up on everything ar

Zahra's POVAfter a blissful shower, I manage to apply the ointment to my back myself, trying hard not to gag when my fingers brush over the ridges of the scars. Ugh. I avoid the mirror like it might bite me. Who needs to see that mess twice in one day?As I’m dressing, the delicious scent of roast chicken wafts up from the kitchen, and my stomach growls like I haven’t eaten in a week. In my head, Zanthe has a comically huge dribble of slobber dangling from the corner of her mouth. I smirk at her. Classy.When I walk into the kitchen, all four boys turn to look at me, flashing their oh-so-charming smiles. Seriously, do they practice that or something? They’re in the middle of finishing up laying the table for lunch, but when I make a move toward the cupboards to grab a jug for some water, Xander steps in, grabbing me by the shoulders and gently steering me into a chair."Sit," he says, his voice firm but not unkind.Eliot is already filling the jug with water like the perfect housewif