Semua Bab Marked by fate: Bab 341 - Bab 350

Zahra's POVMy eyelids are heavy when I wake, but I feel incredible, like I’ve slept for a week. Every ounce of exhaustion is gone, and my body no longer feels achy and sore.When I finally pry my eyes open, I blink, trying to make sense of what I’m seeing. Immediately in front of me is a large wall of black. I blink again as the wall rises and falls. Cedarwood and bergamot, layered with sandalwood and cinnamon. Xander and Max.My eyes focus, and I realise I’m looking at Xander’s chest, where he lies on his side in front of me. I turn my head. Max is behind me, his front pressed to my back, his arm wrapped around me, Xander’s hand resting on my hip.I’m surprised I haven’t melted, to be honest, because now I’m conscious, I’m fucking boiling. The heat radiating off them both is intense, trapped between them and wrapping around me where I’m pinned in the middle. And the worst part is, some traitorous part of me doesn’t hate it. It feels warm, protective... right. A little too right for

Zahra's POVWhen I’m wheeled back into my room after the X-ray, there’s a tray of breakfast waiting for me. Scrambled eggs and bacon this morning.Zanthe sits up in my mind, practically drooling at the sight and smell of the bacon. 'About damn time.' she says, and I can feel her excitement ripple through me.I tuck in, barely making it to the sofa before the bacon is in my mouth. I moan at the taste. Goddess, damn, it’s been a long time. I close my eyes and savour it.The eggs are okay, slightly on the rubbery side and a bit cool, but the toast is well buttered, and it’s still the best meal I’ve had in a very long time.When I finish, I glance up as I pick up the glass of water. Xander and Max are both staring at me, their eyes dark.“What?” I ask, confused by the sudden intensity.Max clears his throat. “Ahem, nothing,” he says, while Xander looks away, taking a sip of his coffee.I feel a link pressing against me, and I open the connection.'Zahra, how are you today?'It’s Sally.'I’

Max's POVWhen I glance back, Zahra’s eyes are glassy, and I know she’s linking someone.“Can you try and calm down?” Xander hisses under his breath. “You’re stinking out the room, and it’s not helping me calm down either.”I catch a whiff of his own arousal, and he’s right. It sends a sharp zing straight through my body, making it even harder to clear my head. Goddess damn it.I glance back at Zahra, completely fucking unable to help myself, Medus’s fantasies bleeding into my own.She blushes as she catches me looking.Then her scent hits me.Fuuuck.This is impossible. Any minute I’m going to dive over there and start stripping her clothes off.But then there’s a spike of anxiety in the air, sharp and sudden.Fuck.I’m scaring her. Again.Every time we’ve gotten close since she’s been back, whenever I lose control, I scare her.And I fucking hate myself for it.She clearly went through something terrible, and here I am, lusting after her and terrifying her at the same time. I have t

Zahra's POVMax stands and starts helping, and within moments the bags are repacked. Xander folds the last few items of their clothing while Max clears the bathroom of toiletries.It’s oddly domestic.And it sends me spiralling.My chest tightens, my breathing coming too fast, too shallow. My heart starts pounding, far quicker than it should, and my vision begins to tunnel at the edges.“Hey.”A deep voice, close, grounding.I’m pulled into warm, solid arms, and instantly the world steadies. Xander’s heat and scent wrap around me, and I find myself pressed against his chest, tucked into his massive frame as his hands move slowly up and down my back.“It’s okay. I’ve got you.”“What happened?” Max asks, his voice slightly muffled from the other side.“I’m not sure. I think she’s just a bit overwhelmed,” Xander replies quietly.I still can’t form words, but he’s exactly right.“Here, let me—” Max starts.“I’ve got her,” Xander cuts in, a slight edge to his voice.Oh fuck. Here we go.Th

Xander's POVI’m not sure this was a good idea.I’m watching Zahra as she eats her lunch, but something feels off. I’m getting this strange, swirling sensation in my stomach, like panic and worry tangled together. She looks calm on the surface, but her eyes keep scanning the garden, and her heartbeat is too fast.I don’t know how to help her.Atlas is watching her through my eyes. Ever since she freaked out over us not taking her to our house, Zanthe has been unsettled. Apparently, she shouted at him and Medus that we were hiding she-wolves from them, that we were ashamed to have her in our space.Atlas did his best to comfort her, but I’m not sure it worked completely. She calmed down after Max told her it wasn’t like that, but I’m still not getting a relaxed feeling from her.She’s quiet.I don’t like it.Once lunch is finished, I help Max clear the table and load the dishwasher, both of us keeping a close eye through the window on Zahra outside. I don’t know what to say to Max. He