All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Zahra's POVI sigh out loud again as Max pushes me through the corridors of the hospital. I was absolutely shouted down by both of them, and Zach, when I said I wanted to walk to the meeting.The three of them ganged up on me, and now Xander and Zach are marching on either side of the wheelchair as if they’ll body-check me if I try to stand. It’s not as if I haven’t just run across half the fucking kingdom or anything... no, walking up to a conference room and taking the lift is apparently too far.I roll my eyes, huffing again.I hear Max’s low chuckle from behind me.When Xander pushes open the door, they’re all there.My pack.I feel immediately more relaxed seeing them. They all look well. Only Ashley isn’t here.Henry gave me an update earlier on Ashley and Samuels. Both are recovering from surgery. Ashley is well on the mend, although her leg was badly broken. After painstaking reconstruction, the doctors are confident she will keep it, but she has a long road ahead. Apparently,

Max's POVI’ve been pacing up and down for... I have no idea how long, my insides burning with worry and panic. What if she’s not okay? What if she’s taken again? What if I lose her?‘She’s ours. She’s not going anywhere,’ Medus growls, but I feel his uncertainty. He fears the same things I do.“Max, man, calm down. She’s fine,” Zach says again from the chairs.I glance at him. He’s on his phone. Xander, next to him, is bouncing his knee up and down, his head in his hands, his elbows on his knees. He gets it, at least.My stomach rumbles and I realise I’m still starving.“Why don’t you go and eat something, and go for a run maybe? It will help clear your head,” Zach suggests, finally glancing away from his screen.I snarl at the implication.“I was serious when I said I’m not leaving this door until she comes out.”“Fine,” he huffs, going back to his screen.“Zach, could you go and get the food Mum brought?” Xander asks, not moving from his position. “Neither of us has eaten today, an

Lincoln's POVI gaze up at the canopy above me, the spring sunshine filtering through the new leaves. It’s peaceful here, so quiet, just the rustle of the wind through the leaves and the tinkle of the creek through the moss and stones as it passes the cabin.I can feel Lex speaking to Thor as he lies beside me at the bottom of the steps. The hammering thump of the post rammer starts up again as the Task Force continue fencing us in. King James has worked wonders. I guess when you’re the King, you can pull strings and have things like this sorted in no time at all. Once Thor started responding to me and Lex, and I could communicate for him, things moved faster. But it was clear he wasn’t comfortable in a fucking cell and needed the quiet of the woods. Jasper suggested this cabin, as apparently they played here as boys and Tobias liked to come here. It’s far enough out into the mountains to be safe from attack and prying eyes, and they are fencing us in to ensure Thor can’t easily escap

Zahra's POV:My mouth feels like it’s full of cotton wool. Everything aches. I feel as stiff as a plank of wood, like even my bones are protesting being awake.I shift, trying to move my leg and get more comfortable, but I can’t. I try to pry open my eyes, but they feel weighted shut, and I let out a huff of irritation. I can hear two steady heartbeats from beside me, and scent the harsh bite of chemicals and antiseptic it burns my nose slightly.Hands, warm, calloused, and massive, stroke up my arm and my opposite leg. Sandalwood and cinnamon, with cedarwood and bergamot. Max and Xander. “Zahra, baby... are you awake? How are you feeling?” Max. His warm, deep voice settles over me, calming something inside me. I try to crack open my eyes again. Fuck, it’s hard. I manage to get the corner of one open, then close it quickly, the bright light searing through the gap.I try again, squinting against the harsh light, but I find the room is dimmer this time.Max’s green eyes are there, righ

Zahra's POVAs Xander finishes my hair, the door opens, and Max walks in, bringing with him the tantalising aroma of food. My stomach rumbles again, and he smiles.“There wasn’t anything that looked good in the canteen, so I shot down the road to the diner.” He holds up a plastic bag before placing it on the table in front of me. He begins unpacking it. There’s a thermal container, a bowl, a spoon, and a tub, which he opens to reveal rolls. He then unscrews the lid on the container and pours out a delicious-smelling soup.“Minestrone,” he says, glancing at me as if to check it’s alright.I smile. I’m so fucking hungry I don’t care what it is right now, but I’ve never been a fussy eater anyway.He hands me the bowl and spoon, then moves the rolls closer to me with a serviette. I dig in. It’s so good, tangy with a slight kick of spice. I devour it and both rolls, and then I feel completely full. Thank Goddess for the loose waistband on these sweats.“Want to go for a walk now?” Xander a