Todos los capítulos de The Lycan king Forbidden Mate: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 75

Sergio's POV The referee's hand dropped, and the world exploded into motion. The stillness shattered like glass, and the tension that had been coiling in my chest snapped into something sharp and electric. I could feel the impact of that single motion through the bond, through the ground beneath my feet, and through the air that suddenly felt too thin to breathe. Ramiro lunged forward, fast and aggressive, with his claws extended and his smile wide and sharp. He moved like a man who had been waiting for this moment his entire life, and like a predator who had finally cornered his prey. I felt my heart stop as he closed the distance between them. His claws caught Leandro's cheek, and blood appeared, bright and red against his pale skin. The crowd gasped, and I heard someone scream, and I felt my hands curl into fists on my lap. My nails dug into my palms, and

Sergio's POVAs the fight raged on, Leandro was winning.I watched him push Ramiro back, step by step, blow by blow, and I felt the hope rising in my chest like a wave. The crowd was cheering for him, with their voices blending into a roar that seemed to shake the very walls of the arena."He is going to win," I whispered. "He is actually going to win."Ramiro stumbled backward, with his face pale and his eyes wide. He was losing, and everyone could see it. His movements were sloppy, and his attacks were wild and uncoordinated. He was no longer fighting with strategy, he was fighting with desperation."The king is too strong," a voice said from the crowd. "Ramiro cannot win.""Ramiro made a mistake," another voice answered. "He underestimated the king."I leaned forward in my seat, and I felt the hope flooding my chest. “He is going to win, he is going to survive, and he is going to come back to me.” I whispered with so much joy in my voice.I pressed my hand against my chest, and I fe

Sergio's POVI watched Leandro fight. I watched him bleed, and I watched him refuse to die even when the poison was spreading through his veins. And in that moment, as Ramiro raised his claws for what I thought was the final blow, something inside me shattered.I closed my eyes, because I could not watch. I could not bear to see the light leave his eyes. And so I let myself fall back into a memory, and a moment from the morning before everything changed. It was a moment when he was still whole, still strong, and still mine.I remembered the way he had looked at me, the way he had touched me that morning, and the way he had said goodbye without actually saying goodbye.I opened my eyes in the memory of that mori, before the battle.The morning before the arena, I woke to find Leandro watching me.The light was pale and grey, filtering through the window in soft, muted streams. The fire had burned low, and the room was cool, but I was not cold. I was not cold because his body was pres