Semua Bab Marked by fate: Bab 421 - Bab 430

Tobias's POVOnce we’re both seated in the tiny boat, our knees practically touching, I rev the engine and speed us away towards the island. I stick close to the shore in case we start to sink. We’re riding pretty low on the water with both of us in here, and I don’t fancy humiliating myself in front of Zahra today.But once we’re close to the island, I make a beeline for it, heading for the jetty out front of the house. There’s another boat already here, and I’m guessing that’s how Zahra got over. For the first time, I wonder who she’s with. Probably Zach and the others, helping her recover from the poisoning. The air out here, and the peace and quiet, is definitely restorative.My anxiety ramps up again, and the butterflies in my stomach feel like fucking squawking chickens now, flapping about hard. There’s excitement mixed in with the nerves as anticipation eats at me, my hand slick on the engine handle as I steer us into the jetty.Lincoln hops out, pulls us flush against the jett

Lincoln's POV“Zahra, baby, what the fuck is going on?” Max asks again, leaning forwards on the table.She sighs. “Well, you know I said I had multiple mates?” she says, grimacing slightly and wringing her fingers together as she looks at Max and Xander. “Well, I have four mates. You four.”I think we all suck in a sharp breath at that.Tobias is growling low in his chest, shaking his head back and forth.“How did you know it was us?” Xander asks.She shakes her head. “I didn’t. The oracle said because I’m a White Wolf, I would have four mates, but I didn’t know it was you four. I always felt, I guess, a pull towards you all, or comfort in your presence, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up.”She squeezes the back of the chair in front of her. “I didn’t know who my mates would be or how long it would take to find them. After all, you guys have all been waiting a while. I knew lots of people don’t meet their mates immediately, and then when we recognised each other earlier,” she indica

Tobias's POVThe others are all sitting where I left them, but Zahra is now seated at her end of the table instead of standing. She’s not looking at us when we enter, her eyes fixed on her hands resting on the tabletop, and I feel all sorts of shitty for storming out.'See? This is hard for everyone, and no one else is acting like a petulant pup. Imagine how our mate is feeling, having four mates all of a sudden at eighteen, and then you, the future fucking King, storming around throwing a tantrum.'Yeah, okay.So Thor just thoroughly schooled me.I sit back down without saying anything, waiting for Lincoln to take his seat as well.Once he’s seated, I inhale slowly.“I’m sorry I stormed out.”Her shoulders relax slightly, like she’d been holding her breath waiting to see if I’d come back.I want to say more. I should say more.But the words stick in my throat because, honestly, I think my worries are valid, and I still can’t see how any of this is supposed to work.“I know this isn’t

Zahra's POV“Right, well...” Xander says, clearing his throat. “Your bath is ready, gorgeous. Towels are on the rack. I’ll see if I can get some fresh clothes for you. I’ll link one of the guys and have them pick up some bags for us all.”He gestures vaguely towards the bathroom.“But in the meantime, I think there’s another pair of shorts and a T-shirt in the box in the boot room. I’ll grab them and leave them on the bed for when you’re done. Need anything else?”I glance around the bathroom. There’s no soap. No shampoo. No toiletries of any kind.But honestly, just soaking in the hot water sounds amazing right now.“Can you get toiletries for everyone as well?” I ask.He grimaces and nods. “Yeah. Good shout.”“I’ll leave you to it,” he says, backing towards the door, looking like it’s the last thing he wants to do right now. I smile despite myself.The moment the door closes behind him, I turn back towards Lincoln.He hasn’t moved. Not even slightly.His elbows are resting on his kn

Zarha's POVAs I exit the bedroom and start down the hall towards the stairs, I can hear murmured voices downstairs and smell bacon cooking. My stomach rumbles, and Zanthe rolls over in my mind, clearly scenting it too. She mumbles something incoherent before seeming to drift back to sleep.Fuck, she really is tired if bacon can't wake her.I descend the stairs slowly, wanting to see if I can catch a glimpse of what my mates are thinking this morning. I'm also trying to work out who is down there and whether I'm mentally prepared to face them before I've had coffee.But I only catch Xander and Lincoln's voices. No one else. Good.I let my feet make a normal amount of noise on the last few steps and through the hallway, giving them some warning that I'm coming. When I enter the kitchen, I'm greeted by Xander's warm smile and Lincoln's smaller one. Lincoln watches me over the rim of his coffee mug, his gaze quiet but warm, as if he's waiting to see whether I'm going to bolt or come clos