Todos los capítulos de Forsaken Omega: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Did he just- My mind stalled. Lucian was still on one knee in the sand of Ironhaven’s arena. In front of everyone. In front of Alpha Darius. My heart pounded so loudly I could barely hear the murmurs beginning to ripple through the stands. Say yes, my wolf whispered inside me, almost breathless. He chose us. In front of them all. My hands trembled in his “Ivy,” Lucian said softly, only for me now. “Look at me.” I did. There was no doubt in his eyes. No hesitation, no doubt, no fear of future Only certainty. “You don’t have to answer because of today,” he continued. “You don’t have to answer because of this arena. I would have asked you back home. I would have asked you anywhere Ivy.” His thumb brushed lightly over my bruised knuckles. “I’ve wanted you beside me long before we stepped into Ironhaven.” My breath caught and he leaned closer, voice lowering just enough "You and the children. I don’t want you as a burden. I want you as my equal, I want you at my

(Darius POV) My cheeks hurt from smiling. Wolf after wolf came to shake my hand, clap my shoulder, praise my “graciousness.” They called me honorable. Strong. Unshaken. If only they knew how close I was to tearing this whole place apart I kept the smile in place. Nodded at the right moments. Lifted my glass when expected. An Alpha does not crumble in front of his pack. An Alpha does not bleed where others can scent it. Across the hall, she stood beside him. Ivy. Her hand rested comfortably in Lucian’s. She looked lighter than I had seen her in years. There was no hesitation in her posture. No fear in her eyes. She looked… certain. That burned more than anything. They think I can do nothing Lucian leaned down to murmur something in her ear. She laughed softly. The sound carried over the music and straight into my chest. I did not look away, because if I looked away, it would mean I could not bear it - And I could bear anything. Another Alpha congratulated me for

I didn't even remember running or Tristan at my back I only remember the hospital doors slamming open and the smell of antiseptic hitting me so hard it burned my throat. My heart was pounding so fast in me I thought it would never stop Somewhere down the corridor where I was informed they had taken Mira. I heard her name Healers moved fast, voices sharp and immediate. Blood. Too much blood. I caught fragments like knives. My hands were shaking so badly I had to brace myself against the wall to stay upright. Then I saw him. 'Darius' stood outside the treatment room, his sleeves rolled up, his skin pale beneath the torches. There was a bandage wrapped around his arm, already stained red. fresh blood For a moment, my mind refused to make sense of it. He turned when he felt me there. He always did. His eyes locked onto mine, to my irony I see relief in it My chest tightened painfully. A healer stepped past me, murmuring to another, “The transfusion stabilized her. The blo

Ivy POV I don’t realize how tightly I’m holding my breath until Mira stirs. It’s small at first. A shift of her fingers, quiet sound in her throat. But my body reacts before my mind does. I’m at her side instantly, leaning over the bed, my heart pounding so hard I’m sure she can hear it. “Mira?” My voice cracks. I don’t even try to hide it. “Sweetheart?” Her eyelids flutter. Slowly. Like waking hurts. “Mama?” she whispers. That’s it. That one word breaks me. “I’m here,” I say quickly, taking her hand. It’s warm. Thank the Goddess, it’s warm. “I’m right here.” Her fingers curl around mine, weak but determined, like she’s afraid if she lets go I’ll go. I squeeze back gently, terrified of hurting her. The bandages around her ribs look too big on her small body. “It hurts,” she says, frowning. “I know,” I reply. “The healers are helping. You’re safe now.” She blinks, her eyes unfocused for a moment. Then she looks around the room, confusion slowly giving way to memory

I found her in the guest wing. The guards outside the corridor stepped aside the moment they saw me coming. No one dared to stop me., no one even uttered a word I stood in front of the door for a second, staring at it like staring at a ticking bomb panicking which wire to cut I knocked The door opened. And Ivy stood there, arms folded across her chest, eyes already cold. “What are you doing here?” she said, brow up “We need to talk. Now” Her jaw tightened. “There’s nothing left to talk about.” “Yes,” I said quietly. “There is.” She hesitated, making me think she might just slam the door on my face, but instead she stepped aside just enough for me to enter. I walked in, the room smelled like she always did. Then closed the door behind me She didn’t sit nor did she offer me a chair. She just leaned against the table, watching me like I was something she’d already decide she'll always had 'And she's wrong?' My wolf questions me, ofcourse he does “You’re le