All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 591 - Chapter 600

Zahra's POVI push open the door to my office and stop on the threshold.It's a fucking mess.There are papers all over the desk, not in the neat stack I'd left them in before. Fuck, how long ago was it? I need to double-check how long it's been.Edwardo enters behind me and strides around to the chairs in front of the desk while I move to start tidying up the mess.The warm afternoon light streams brightly through the large windows, and I can hear movement outside. A lot of movement.I peer out while my hands are busy and see the back lawn is completely covered in tents and warriors.Shit. It looks like every damn warrior in the kingdom is currently on my back lawn.My stomach chooses that exact moment to let out an angry growl, reminding me that apart from the water Lincoln gave me upstairs, I've had absolutely fuck all since before I passed out.No wonder I'm fucking starving.I rub my forehead and try to ignore it, preparing myself for what I know is going to be an uphill battle.

Lincoln's POVThe pack house is a flurry of movement as people and warriors hurry everywhere. My brain can't take it all in. I still feel like I'm underwater, struggling to kick back up to the surface.We're leaving Shadow. Abandoning a pack my family have stewarded for generations.I close my eyes at the thought of what my father would say if he were here now, if he could see that his hated son was the one to lose the pack. He'd probably say he'd always known I'd be the one to fuck it all up. The unwanted son who somehow inherited Shadow, only to be the Alpha who lost it.I stare around the house. The house I grew up in. The house I remodelled and rebuilt with my mate in mind.My eyes catch on a faint gouge in the wooden banister, and suddenly I'm eight years old again, sitting on a serving tray at the top of these stairs because I'd decided it would make a fucking brilliant sled. I'd made it halfway down before flying off, scraping my knees and elbows and leaving that mark in the wo

Lincoln's POVI watch as more warriors carry the grey tents from Night Howlers back out from the lawn and start distributing them amongst the cars that have already begun arriving on the drive, heavily laden with everything their owners can fit inside.The first few struggle to wedge the tents in as well, but they've all been told to leave room. We have no idea how long this journey will take, and sleeping tents seem like a valuable thing to have right now.I head back inside.Jackson and Isaac are in my study going through documents, filing and boxing anything we have to keep and shredding everything else. Thankfully, we went digital when we took over, but we've still not finished sorting through the backlog from my father's day. Mark is helping, along with Olivia and Tammy.The shredded pile on the floor is huge, but there are still several large boxes on the desk.“How are you getting on?” I ask as I walk in.Mark shrugs. “We've not got much more left, actually. Just the books, and

Max's POVI have no idea where I am. The road's been winding up into the mountains for a while, but without my phone and with no satnav in the truck, my actual location is a mystery.All I know is the bond is getting brighter as we get closer to our mate. The golden thread in my chest pulses strongly whenever I'm heading in the right direction, almost as if it's physically pulling me back towards Zahra. Whenever the road bends too far away from her, it weakens slightly, only to tug harder again when the road eventually curves back in the right direction.Medus is practically vibrating with anticipation. He wants to burst out of the cab and run again, straight up and over the mountain rather than winding round and round on this road.‘Run.’‘No.’‘Faster.’‘We've been through this. I'm not abandoning the fucking truck halfway up a mountain because you're impatient.’‘Road is stupid.’I can't exactly argue with that.My stomach rumbles again. I've been driving since last night without s

Zahra's POVThe trembling has finally stopped, but now I just feel wrung out. Emotionally and physically, I feel like an empty fucking husk. I'm exhausted. I slowly trail my fingers through the warm water as I stare at my knees.What the fuck was he doing here? What has Edwardo done with him now? I can't believe that, in the midst of all this nightmare, fucking Eli turned back up. I've barely thought about him in weeks.Of all the fucking days he could crawl back into my life, it had to be today, when we're already trying to evacuate an entire pack before an army gets here. I don't have time for him. I don't have time to be sitting in a fucking bath trying to pull myself back together because he managed to make me feel like that terrified girl again.The guys brought me back upstairs as soon as Edwardo had him dragged out, and they've spent precious time comforting me instead of packing and planning. If anything could make me feel worse, it's that.I know they chose to stay with me. I