All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

Xander's POVA surge of white-hot fire lances down my ankle.“AGH!” I exclaim, clutching at it. I pull back my jean cuff to look, certain there’s going to be blood or something, but there’s nothing.Confused, I turn and see Max doing exactly the same.Then searing heat blooms over my ribs, the pain almost blinding me. Max groans and doubles over.“What the fuck?” I exclaim.The tension in my chest intensifies, like an elephant has suddenly sat down on me, and with the constricted feeling, fear blooms hot and fast. I smell Max’s fear at the same time.“What’s going on?” His voice comes out choked.'Zahra. Get to Zahra. This isn’t your pain or fear.'Atlas surges forward, wanting to take over and get me there himself. I scramble up, my feet barely staying under me, and tear out of the room towards the stairs. Max is at my side, jostling for the lead, but we bolt down the corridor side by side.I don’t bother knocking. I twist open the door, and we shove our way inside.Zahra is wrapped

Max's POVThe late afternoon light spills across the patio, catching on the glassware and the edges of plates, turning everything warm and golden in a way that should feel comforting, but the tightness under my skin refuses to ease. The air carries the scent of grilled chicken, herbs, and the faint sweetness of dessert, but beneath all of it I can still feel Zahra’s anxiety, faint now but not gone.Zach and Mara try to keep the conversation light, talking about the pack, training schedules, patrol rotations, and other normal things that should make the evening feel ordinary. It doesn’t. Zahra sits between me and Xander, her shoulder brushing mine every so often as she shifts in her chair, and each small touch sends a flicker of awareness through me, sharp and immediate, but it is tangled with worry now.She is not really here. She answers when spoken to, smiles when expected, even lets out a soft laugh at something Mara says, but it does not settle in her body or reach her eyes. Her g

Lincoln's POVI skid to a stop as we approach the fence line. There are fewer trees here, the warriors having cleared them to put up the fencing, so I stop just inside the tree line for a bit of shelter.Thor is standing and staring out of the fence, his hackles raised, his body puffed up, tail high and stiff. He is fucking growling like anything.Dread hits my stomach, and I fear the moment he turns and I see the redness back in his eyes. It’s been gone, fully gone, for days, but now emotion clogs my throat.'I don’t think that’s it.''What? He’s clearly having an episode. What do you mean?'I start thinking about the best way to approach. He’s not been violent towards me before, but maybe if he’s feeling trapped, perhaps I should back away and give him space.Thor snarls, breaking the constant rumbling, and jolts forward, legs and body stiff like he’s trying to intimidate something. I scan the fence again, but there’s nothing there until the wind shifts slightly, carrying a faint st

Lincoln's POVWarm hands caress my chest, my neck, my abs, trailing lower, making my body thrum and my blood heat. I open my eyes with a groan of pleasure—they feel so good against my skin. I blink. The room is dark. There's a figure above me, on the bed. Hair fanning around her, like a goddess. She smiles down at me, her jasmine scent filling the room.“I need you,” Zahra breathes, as she leans forward and runs her tongue around my nipple, laving at it. Then she sucks it into her mouth. Fuck. That feels good. My cock responds, twitching against my stomach. Her mouth runs down my body, kissing every ridge of muscle, over my Adonis belt, down my happy trail, and to the base of my cock. Her tongue swirls around the base, then up my shaft. I suck in a deep breath. Fuck, that feels amazing. My eyes roll back.“Fuck, baby,” I moan, as her lips kiss gently against the tip of my cock. Her hand grasps my base firmly, and I watch as she opens her mouth and swallows me down. Her dark blue eyes

Lincoln's POVI can feel Lex in the back of my mind, snoring away. My leg feels much better, but it still aches. I look down, avoiding Thor’s gaze that I can feel burning into me.I’m naked, as I was when we returned to the cabin yesterday. My leg looks clean, but I can see the red, raised indentations from the silver teeth of the trap. I flex my foot up and down. It twinges through my calf muscle, but otherwise it’s not bad.I slide to the edge of the mattress and put my feet down, the wooden floor cold against my bare skin in the early morning.I gently push my weight down and wince. It still hurts, but it’s manageable. As I stabilise, it eases slightly. Thor rumbles behind me, but I ignore him.I push up slowly to standing, taking most of my weight on my good leg. Once I’m upright, I try to even it out. I can manage about half my weight before it starts to hurt, so I don’t push it. Instead, I limp into the bathroom.I turn on the shower and step in. The warm water wakes me up, and