All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Tobias's POVI wake with a slight jolt as my hospital bed bumps against something solid. The frame hits the door and the whole thing shudders.“Be careful,” someone snarls in a harsh whisper above my head.I blink, trying to orient myself. The lighting is dim, the room unfamiliar, but the smell of antiseptic hits me hard. Hospital. That much I can work out.Fuzzy memories start to crawl back. Aiden’s face above me. The inside of a plane. Voices. Panic. After that… nothing. Just a blank stretch of dark.While I am still trying to piece it together, there’s a flurry of movement around me, and then my mother’s face fills my vision.“Tobias. Tobias, can you hear me?” Her voice is tight, right on the edge of breaking.“Yes, Mother, I can hear you,” I manage. My voice comes out rough and dry.“Oh, thank the goddess.”My father’s massive frame appears just behind her, his hands resting on her shoulders. The tension in him is obvious, coiled into every line of his body.“Sophie, darling, let t

Zahra's POVMy ass slams back into the bench as the truck hits another pothole.‘Ouch,’ Zanthe hisses. ‘I felt that.’‘Not as much as I did, trust me.’‘This wasn’t this damn bumpy on the way to the airport,’ she grumbles.‘I think the difference is that on the way there we were in the Task Force SUVs and not these awful troop trucks.’‘I do not care for these,’ she huffs, and I have to clamp my lips together to stop the laugh that wants out.The view beyond the open canvas is familiar now. The dense green of the royal pack forests flashes past, shafts of light knifing between trunks. The sight sends a weird, unexpected warmth through my chest.Home.Which is ridiculous. I haven’t been here long enough for that feeling to have settled, surely.I glance back through the gap in the canvas and see the truck behind us ploughing through the dust cloud we’re kicking up. The driver’s half blind back there. Goddess, I’d hate that job.“You’d think these things would be more comfortable if the

Edwardo's POVI leave the conference room, pissed off and tired. The team investigating the suspected assassination attempts on the crown prince and the future leadership teams still has no leads. Literally nothing to go on. No threats, no one coming forward, nothing. They can’t even pin down a motive. No one seems to be making a move. Nothing at all, except the kidnapping rogues we’re already investigating, and we can’t find a link between the two at all.It’s frustrating as hell. And the King is riding my ass. The fact that his son was attacked has made everything so much more intense. He’s called Prince Felix home, and everything in the palace is being searched and checked. Three omegas have been employed to test all the food and drink being prepared and served to the royal units. Everyone’s extremely jumpy.I sigh and rub a hand through my hair. It’s getting a bit long. Yet another thing I need to sort out.I head over to the training centre and into the mission debrief room. The o

Zahra's POVWhen the bonfire is lit and the evening really starts to darken, I can’t suppress my yawn any longer.Max is beside me again now. He leans down and presses a kiss to my temple. “You need to rest.”I nod, yawning again. “I know.”“Come on then,” he says, getting to his feet and pulling me up with him.I say goodbye to the others.“Night, Zahra, see you soon,” they call out in a messy chorus.“Will you be back down tomorrow?” Zach asks. “Not sure I want you hanging out up there, coming back with more ink.”He smiles, but I can see he’s only half joking.I grin back. “I’ll try. If I’m able to get down, I’ll be here.”He nods. “Night, Za-za.”Max slings his arm over my shoulders and steers me through the groups of people and out toward the open field.We walk in comfortable silence, his arm warm and solid around me. I let out a long breath, exhaustion and contentment finally washing over me in equal measure.“I wish you could stay down here. I miss holding you at night,” Max s

Zahra's POV“So then,” Morgan says as we walk, “are you a private now then?”I smile, and I can’t help the pride that slips in. “Yep.”She giggles. “Well, expect to be promoted soon then.”“What? Why?” I ask her, quick.“Well, usually you automatically rank up after completing the course.”I grin. “So you’re a lieutenant now then?”“Fingers crossed.” She holds up crossed fingers as she walks. “I’ve completed everything else needed to rank up, and now the course, so…”“I suspect I ranked up by graduating from the academy a year early and becoming Private. I’ve not done any of the other tasks needed, so I’m happy as Private.” I sigh. “It’s more than I expected at this stage anyway.”She smiles. “You deserve it. You’re the best I’ve ever seen, and you’ve worked so hard for this.”She links her arm in mine. “Where did you get your Task Force tattoo?” she asks, looking at the top of my shoulder where they usually sit. even with my capped sleeve she can see my shoulder is sans tattoo.“I wa