Todos los capítulos de FORSAKEN BY FATE : EMBRACE BY WOLVES: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

LIANA The heat of his hand on my wrist burned through my skin, sending jolts of electricity up my arm. My pulse betrayed me, hammering wildly beneath his thumb as if begging him to come closer. I Stared at him, unable to look away from his eyes, which had softened in a way I’d never seen before, their usual hardness replaced by something… vulnerable. My breath hitched, caught somewhere between his words and the space that was no longer a space between us. His face was so close, his warm breath brushing against my lips. My heart raced, each beat louder than the last, pounding so fiercely I thought it might break free from my chest. I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The air around us seemed to thicken, pulling us closer like an invisible force neither of us had the strength to fight. And then, with a slow inevitability, his hand slid from my wrist to my face, his thumb brushing my cheek. “Reed,” I whispered, my voice trembling with an emotion I couldn’t name. It was as if that one wo

SERAPHINEThe room was silent except for the soft crackle of the fireplace. I sat by the flames, cradling my ribs, feeling the sharp sting of every shallow breath. My body ached, bruises blooming across my skin like cruel reminders of Maddox’s fury. My mind, however, hurt more than my flesh.The girl.The moment I saw her from the pictures, I couldn’t breathe. She was like a mirror to a past I had tried so hard to bury, and now, here she was—older, stronger, and yet, somehow, unmistakably… her.I sucked in a shaky breath and winced, the pain in my chest a brutal warning not to breathe too deeply. My hands trembled as I pressed the damp cloth against the gash on my arm. The firelight danced against the walls, casting shadows that seemed to mock me.Could it really be her? Couldn’t it be my daughter?I shook my head, trying to dispel the thought, but it clung to me like a stubborn thorn. It wasn’t a coincidence. It couldn’t be. That girl showing up at the border—at our border—looking li

REED POVLiana clung to me as I carried her up the stairs leaving Malcolm and my brothers behind, her small hands clutching the fabric of my shirt like I was her last tether to safety. Her breaths were shallow, and every now and then, I felt the tremor that shook her slight frame. My wolf stirred uneasily, pacing inside me as though it could sense the vulnerability radiating from her.“It’s okay,” I murmured, glancing down at her. She didn’t look up, her face pressed into my chest, but her fingers gripped me tighter. “No one’s going to hurt you. I promise.”The words sounded hollow even to my ears. I hated how fragile she seemed, hated that she was terrified to the point of trembling. She was supposed to feel safe with us—with me.When we reached her room, I nudged the door open with my foot and stepped inside. The moonlight spilling through the curtains illuminated the small, cozy space. I set her down gently on the bed, but the moment I tried to pull away, her hands tightened their

LIANAThe first light of dawn slipped through the heavy curtains, streaking the room in muted gold. I stirred awake, stretching lazily before turning to the other side of the bed. Reed’s side. Empty.The faintest frown tugged at my lips as I stared at the crumbled sheets where he should have been. My thoughts wandered as I dragged myself out of bed, my feet meeting the cool wooden floor. He hadn’t come to the bed until late, that much I knew. And now he was already gone?The house was alive with movement. I could hear muffled voices, the occasional thud of a box being carried, and Malcolm barking orders down the hallway. It was a busy morning—relocating was never simple.I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, slipped on a sweater, and padded down the hall. When I entered the living room, Callum and Asher were busy hauling a stack of duffel bags toward the front door. Malcolm stood by, giving his usual gruff commentary.Reed stood by the window, his frame stiff, his hands shoved into the po

ASHERI stood at the doorway of the room, my hand lightly resting on the polished oak frame, watching her. Liana sat by the dresser, her back to us, her reflection caught in the mirror’s glass. She was still as a statue, her hands resting on her lap, eyes unfocused and lost in a world far away.Her chestnut brown hair shimmered under the soft light of the chandelier, but it wasn’t her beauty that caught my attention—it was the look on her face. Something between sadness and disbelief.I nudged Callum in the ribs, my voice low. “She hasn’t even noticed we’re here.”He grinned, but it felt hollow. “Must be really taken by her own reflection. Can’t blame her—it’s not every day someone gets a room like this.”I rolled my eyes but didn’t argue. Together, we stepped in, the creak of the floorboards breaking the silence.“Enjoying the view?” I asked, my tone deliberately light.Liana blinked, startled, and turned to face us, her cheeks reddening slightly. “Oh, I didn’t hear you come in.”“Cl