Todos los capítulos de FROST OBSESSION: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

"You’re a goddamn addict, Castillo," Luke’s voice rasped against the back of Cass’s neck, his teeth grazing the scent gland there. "But I’m the one who’s hooked."The heat of Luke's breath soaked through the fabric of Cass’s shirt, sending a jolt of electricity straight to his core. They were tangled in the sheets of Luke’s bed at the Navarro Ridge Apartments, the scent of pine and rain-damp earth—the scent of a dominant Alpha—filling Cass's lungs. Luke kept his mouth pressed to the sensitive skin between Cass’s shoulder blades, nibbling and suckling until Cass reached back, fist twisting in Luke’s thick, dark hair to pull him closer.Luke lifted his head, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. "You like that, don't you? My mark on you.""Shut up and move," Cass gasped, his body arching off the mattress.Luke didn't rise. Instead, he gripped the waistband of Cass’s briefs, peeling them down with agonizing slowness. Cass expected him to shift, to slide his heavy weight between Cass's t

"You’re going to kill him if you don't slow down," Dad barked through the phone speakers as the Jeep roared toward the Pacific Medical ER."He won’t wake up, Dad!" Cass gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, the scent of Luke’s fevered, metallic blood filling the cabin. "I’m ten minutes out. If he shifts in the backseat, I’m dead. We’re both dead.""Focus, Castel. Keep the glamor tight on his scent. If the humans smell Alpha distress, they’ll panic before you even hit the doors."Cass hung up, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. In the back, Luke let out a low, guttural whine that sounded more like a dying wolf than a star defenseman."I need a gurney! Now!" Cass screamed, bursting through the ER doors.The lobby of the Pacific Medical ER was a blur of fluorescent lights and the sterile sting of antiseptic. A nurse, Melissa Grant, looked up from her clipboard, her eyes widening at the sight of Cass—disheveled, smelling of woods and panic."Sir, you need

"Is he actually going to pull through?" Jax Mendoza barked, his voice bouncing off the sterile walls of the Pacific Medical Lobby.I jerked my head up, scanning the room. For a split second, I expected to see a feral version of Luke Navarro snarling in the corner. "Look at the screen," I croaked. "It's a broadcast from the Northern Pack territories."Jax narrowed his eyes at the monitor. He didn't care about shifting news. He only cared about his Alpha. "Luke and I watched those every night in the den," I added.The mention of his best friend’s name made Jax’s jaw lock. The air in the room grew heavy with the scent of his irritation—damp earth and aggression."Am I banned from saying his name to you?" I snapped.Jax shrugged, eyes glued back to his phone. "Talk until your throat bleeds. Doesn't mean I'm listening.""Because you've decided I'm the villain in this story no matter what I do, right?" I shot him a look that should have drawn blood.He let out a low, guttural growl and drop

"I'm right here."Cass waited until Luke’s breathing evened out into a deep, drug-induced sleep. Then he pulled out his phone. He scrolled through his contacts until he found the number he’d deleted months ago.He typed a single message: You missed.He hit send and blocked the number again."Cass?" Isabella whispered, poking her head in. "The team is downstairs. They want to come up in shifts.""Give it an hour," Cass said, not looking away from Luke. "He’s sleeping.""You okay? You look... different.""I'm fine, Izzy. I'm just realizing how the world works.""And how is that?""Some people play the game," Cass said, his eyes hard. "And some people play for keeps. I’m done playing the game."Isabella stared at him for a long beat, then nodded slowly. "Good. Because the Navarros don't lose.""Neither do the Castillos," Cass muttered.He spent the next three hours watching the monitors. Every beep, every flicker of the heart rate, he cataloged. He watched the dark fluid drain slowly int

"You're not dying, Luke. You're just leaking."Cass wiped a thick smear of dark blood from Luke’s forehead. The Alpha groaned, shifting on the leather interior of the SUV as they sped away from the Pacific Medical ER. Two days of sterile walls and beeping monitors had left them both raw. The surgical drain was gone, the hole in Luke’s skull stitched shut with jagged black thread that looked like a spider crouching against his temple."I look like a Frankenstein reject," Luke rasped, his voice still low and gravelly from the intubation. He tried to reach up, but Cass slapped his hand away."Don't touch. You’ll pull a stitch and then Victoria will actually murder me for letting you out of her sight."Luke leaned his head back against the seat, his eyes fluttering shut. "They shaved my head, Cass. I’m an Alpha of the Navarro line, and I’ve got a bald patch the size of a puck.""I can comb the rest over it. It’s not that bad." Cass lied. It was pretty bad. But seeing Luke alive, seeing th