All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 471 - Chapter 478

Max's POVI stare at my phone, the screen black and silent. Nothing. No texts, no calls. I thought maybe Xander would have checked on me... or told me to come home.I take in the room around me. It's comfortable, well-appointed but not fussy. Natural materials, a lot of wood, but it doesn't feel too hillbilly. It's rustic but modern somehow.The view out of the window overlooks the pack. The pack house is set on a slight hill, and beyond it the forest stretches into the distance, with the pack settled amongst the trees. I can see people going about their daily tasks, and there's a steady influx as people start arriving for breakfast.Shit, it's nearly time to go down.I pocket my phone, disappointment still thrumming through me as I leave the bedroom and start down the stairs. My gut churns as I think back over what happened when I returned to the unit house the day before yesterday.***** Flash back*******I run, tearing through the undergrowth.Fuck! Fucking fuck, fuck!My fucking t

Max's POVThe dining room is alive with chatter and movement as people settle onto benches carrying plates of food, line up at the serving hatches along one wall, and flit across the room greeting one another.Rows of long tables and benches fill the room, all facing a raised dais at the far end, where a large table is set out. I assume it's for the pack leadership and their families.No one seems to notice me as I enter the room, the hustle and bustle of the early morning proving distraction enough. But as I reach the middle of the room, heads begin to turn.A hush ripples outwards as the people closest to me notice the unfamiliar face. Conversations falter, and whispers follow in my wake.I hold my head high and ignore them.My grandmother smiles as I approach the table."Good morning, Max darling."She stands and presses her cheek to mine.I almost flinch back in surprise, but instead warmth settles in my chest. I can't remember the last time someone greeted me with any kind of aff

Max's POVMy uncle holds the door open for me as I enter the office, my grandfather behind me. I had hoped to do this without him, but I guess that's not going to happen."Take a seat, Max," my uncle says, indicating a sofa against the wall facing two armchairs.They both claim the chairs, and I internally groan. Looks like this will be an interrogation then. This move is one of Lucas's favourites for an initial soft interrogation before the dungeons are called for.Great."Start from the beginning. What's going on?" my uncle says, and I frown, playing innocent."What do you mean?"He scoffs."We've not seen you in years. Your family made it pretty clear we weren't welcome in your life, and now you turn up here out of the blue, an Alpha and with a strange scent."I sigh, resting my face in my hands."I had no idea my parents told you that you weren't welcome in my life. I was told you didn't want to be in my life, that you didn't agree with Mum's choice to mate a Beta.""What?" Granda

Zahra's POVWe drive up through the mountains, the road winding through the trees and under large rocky outcrops. For some reason, I wasn't expecting Shadow to be this high. My ears keep popping as we drive; the altitude is surprising. I find myself focusing on the climb, on the endless bends in the road, anything to stop thinking about what waits for us at the end of it. We're not far from Night howlers and the Royal Pack, but they aren't at anywhere near this kind of elevation.I'm so nervous, the butterflies in my stomach are having a field day. Every time my mind drifts to what's about to happen when we arrive, I feel sick.I'm in the front seat next to Lincoln, who's driving Xander's truck. Xander and Tobias are behind us. Tobias's hand has been on my shoulder the whole journey, and from time to time, when he feels my anxiety ratcheting up, he massages it gently. Xander's hand finds my arm where it rests on the centre armrest, and Lincoln's hand finds my knee.We talked and talked