Todos los capítulos de Forsaken: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Luvian's POVI pulled Iris from my lap, not wanting our proximity to alter her thoughts on this or cloud her mind in any way. She frowned at the act of separation, looking at me for an explanation, so I keep our hands together to sedate her worries before they could sprout too high.“Promise you’ll listen to everything?” I asked seriously, needing her to at least listen to everything before she made her decision.“This just took a serious turn… well, more serious,” Iris joked lightly, an appreciated attempt to ease the building tension in my shoulders. It was her turn to rub my hands supportively as she nodded, giving me that smile of hers, the one that let me know she’d always be here for me. “I promise, I’ll listen to everything.”My eyes remained glued to hers, not wanting to look away and miss a single reaction. I’d need to try and gauge her every thought and reaction to mitigate the damage that may sprout from this because, in truth, there would more than likely be some level of

Iris's POV“I’ve never killed someone who didn’t deserve it,” he scrambled desperately, his words only making my skin itch as he talked with such ease about death, as if it weren’t something horrible. “All the humans I killed deserved it.”I opened my mouth to reply, wanting to ask him what gave him the right to decide who deserved to die and who deserved to live by his hands. But the words seemed to fail me, refusing to part from my lips as Lucian pushed himself back to give me some space.“I’ve only killed hunters and those who tried to hurt my family,” he continued, his body moving slightly as he began to move restlessly.I wondered if he could sense the way I was falling into the fear, my heart’s thumps blaring in my own ears.“H-Hunters are humans who’ve been hunting the supernatural for as long as time tells,” he explained quickly. “They hunt us down and kill us if they don’t torture us first. They have killed thousands for absolutely no other reason than not being human.”“S-So

Lucian's POVMates.It wasn’t easy to tell someone that they were your other half. That your soul was the other side to theirs and that you belonged together, supposed to live that fairytale life with the fucking happily, ever after too.It wasn’t something that could be overlooked or ignored.It was something I always treasured as a wolf, my mate someone I loved before I even knew who they were. Now that I knew Iris, I couldn’t even dream of living a life without her. I couldn’t even fathom rejecting her and didn’t want to consider her doing the same.I hoped that she wouldn’t and knew her well enough to know that she wouldn’t.It didn’t worry me as much as telling her about my world had, it was supposed to be the happy ending to everything I had to share with her. So I wanted to leave the mate stuff as the last thing to tell her. Wanted to tell her everything else first, so that she could make decisions on her own without worrying if she accepted or rejected them because we were mat

Lucian's POV“There’s one thing about werewolves that I haven’t shared with you,” I start after releasing a steady breath, an attempt to keep myself in check while my heart banged against my ribcage. “I wanted you to have all the other pieces before I told you about this one, for you to make up your mind on everything on your own before I shared this.”“Thank you?” Iris says unsurely, the wary words pulling a smile from the both of us. The easy action becoming enough to quell the suffocating tension in the room a fraction.“I told you before werewolves are family creatures, ones that live off bonds and links that are formed instinctively. It’s the reason why packs are both crucial and natural for us.” Iris nods easily at this, her quick understanding of my species making my chest swell with pride. “That kind of thinking runs through us for not only our packs but the ones we love, the ones we come to fall in love with.”Iris’s heart jumps at the statement, her body tensing for a moment

Iris's POV​The entire atmosphere around him shifted as he stood a little taller, his posture straightening as he ran a slightly shaking hand through his hair. His chin rises as he brings his eyes to mine, the warmth in them differing from the one I'd come to know as mine.​"Hello, Iris," Lucian says, his voice coming deeper than before.​"Hi," I reply with a raised brow, not sure as to why we were doing greetings. "Lucian, is Theo out now or something?" I ask unsurely after an uncomfortable moment of silence passes on.​"I am Theo," Lu… Theo says with a nervous smile. "Lucian's wolf."​My mind spins as I try to adjust my mind's way of thinking, finding it difficult to place a second person in the frame of my boyfriend.​I almost couldn't believe it, sure that this was Lucian's failed attempt at pranking me. But Lucian really wasn't one for joking around, and even if he was, the difference in attitude was significant enough to put that thought to bed.​"I understand how this may be di