All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

Max's POVMorning light filters through the curtains as I wake. The pack house is beginning to stir before breakfast, the sounds of doors opening, footsteps and distant conversations gradually increasing around and below me. I yawn, exhaustion weighing down every limb. At least I got some fucking sleep last night.Fucking hell, who knew the bond would do this?My dick is still raw from the night before. One of them must have claimed her. I felt the exact moment the mark was placed, the thread between us suddenly intensifying, as though it had been pulled taut. Then came the lust. Wave after fucking wave crashing through the bond for hours, exhausting and torturous in equal measure. They were at it for the whole night and most of the following morning. I'd had to skip training and sequester myself in my room, trying to resist the relentless pull before eventually giving in, unable to stop myself from jerking off for hours at a time. My balls had felt like empty, shrivelled husks for th

Max's POVI open my mouth, but nothing comes out. My throat feels thick, and the bond twists painfully.Fuck, I don't know what to say. Because is it? Isn't it? If it isn't... what is?He nods, as though my silence answers him more honestly than words ever could."I thought so." A faint smile touches his lips.Another whistle echoes across the training grounds, but neither of us moves.Grandfather watches the warriors for a long moment before speaking again."Have I ever told you about my grandfather?" he sighs, looking over at me again, his large arms folded over his chest.I shake my head. "No."I mean, I've barely spoken to my grandparents since I was five, and even then, I don't remember many heart-to-hearts. In fact, I don't remember ever talking to any adult like this growing up."He rejected his mate."The words stop me cold. Stunned, I slowly turn to face him, my attention fully on him now. Medus has, for the first time since the woods, stopped throwing himself against the bar

Zahra's POVLincoln's mouth finds my shoulder, and he hums softly against my skin, the vibrations soothing. His arms hold me gently but firmly against his chest, and despite everything, I feel so content and so deeply loved in that moment, even with the missing thread still aching quietly in the background."I can't say what the future holds for us. But I can promise you I'll always be here for you. Please don't ever feel like you have to hide your uncomfortable truths from me. Okay?"His deep voice is so earnest it brings a sob to the back of my throat. I swallow it down and nod. "Okay."Then I turn in his arms, my lips finding his. We lose ourselves in the kiss for a moment before I reluctantly pull away. The ache in my core is almost painful, but we have to get on. There's too much at stake."Come on," I say, taking his hand and ignoring the urge to reach for him instead.His fingers lace through mine, and he leads me through the trees towards home, his thumb absently stroking the

Tobias's POVThe anger thrumming through my body is so hot and intense I'm surprised I haven't burst into flames yet. My body feels like it's tingling with it, and Thor is trying to break out of my mind to defend our mate, but we don't have to because I know she's got this.Watching her put that warrior in his place has me so fucking hard it's almost painful. Lincoln and Xander are either side of me, and they are both practically vibrating with fury.Beside me, Lincoln folds his massive arms across his chest, and I can't help but notice the way his T-shirt pulls across his back and shoulders as he does. His elbow faintly brushes against my arm, sending a static-like shock racing across my skin. He briefly glances down at where our arms touched before meeting my gaze again, and for a moment, the rest of the world disappears.Then the warrior with a death wish starts speaking to my mate again."Oh, we all heard about you, the enemy bitch from Blood Moon."He spits at her feet, and I'm mo

Tobias's POVZahra spins away as the man she'd choked finally taps her thigh. She releases him and kicks backwards without looking, the heel of her boot burying itself in the stomach of the warrior with the bleeding nose. He folds around the impact, and she catches the back of his neck with both hands before driving her knee into his chest.He drops beside the unconscious man.Three down in less than a minute.The laughter around the field has stopped, leaving the whole place dead silent as they watch their Luna decimate the first challengers. I glance around the circle of warriors. Those who were uncertain before look downright intimidated, while the more determined warriors watch her with new caution, studying every movement as though they might somehow learn enough to survive their turn.But that's where she excels. Her skill lies in the way she constantly changes her style, shifting between techniques so smoothly that no one can predict what she's going to do next. The mouthy fuck