Todos los capítulos de Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

The dagger hovered like a curse between my trembling hand and Caelum’s chest. Lucien’s grip was iron, his voice a serpent’s hiss in my ear. “One brother lives, one dies. And you, Saphira… you decide.” But the truth cut sharper than any blade I wasn’t choosing between them. I was choosing whether to damn myself.---The shaft was a tomb.The smell of oil, steel, and blood mingled into something raw and suffocating, pressing against my chest until every breath tasted of metal. The groan of cables above us was steady but fragile, a sickly heartbeat reminding me that everything we were hanging by a thread.Lucien’s arm locked me in place, his chest solid against my back, while the dagger he guided trembled inches from Caelum’s heart. The man I swore I’d never trust again. The man who had shattered me. The man I still couldn’t imagine losing.Caelum dangled below, his weight straining the remaining cable. His white shirt was ripped open across his chest, blood seeping into the fabric like

I couldn’t stop hearing his voice, even as the city roared below me. Your bloodline is the key. The words sank into my bones like poison. And for the first time, I wasn’t sure if I feared the enemy more… or myself.---The rooftop still reeked of smoke and adrenaline. My knees wobbled beneath me as I staggered toward the ledge, staring at the black void where the helicopter had vanished. My ears rang with its fading echo, but it wasn’t the noise that unsettled me.It was the silence after.The silence where his words hung heavy, impossible to scrape from my mind.Your bloodline is the key.My bloodline.I pressed my palm to my chest as though I could steady the tremor inside me. What did he mean? I wasn’t important. I wasn’t some chosen heir or queen in exile. I was just… me. Saphira. The girl who had spent half her life running from shadows she couldn’t name.But now those shadows had faces, and they were closing in.I forced my eyes shut, sucking in a breath. I had to move. Standing

Saphira povThere’s a moment the kind that splits time in half when silence feels heavier than screams.That’s where I stand now.Between the sound of my own heartbeat and the echo of something far darker crawling up from below.---The night hums like a machine on its last breath.Smoke lingers in the broken corridors of the facility, curling through shattered glass and the tang of burnt metal. My lungs sting as I press my palm against the cold steel wall, steadying myself. My body’s screaming exhaustion, adrenaline, fear but it’s my mind that’s cracking.Caelum’s voice still rings in my ears from moments ago, the last thing he said before disappearing into the chaos.“If I’m not back in ten minutes, you run.”It’s been fifteen.I force myself to move. The floor beneath me is slick with some dark fluid maybe oil, maybe blood. I don’t stop to check. Every flicker of the emergency lights feels like a warning pulse, a heartbeat of the dying building.Something groans above me a chain,

The sound of his heartbeat was fading.One second, it was there faint but steady beneath my trembling hands.The next, it faltered, lost beneath the hiss of flames and the distant thunder of collapsing stone.“Caelum, stay with me,” I whispered, my voice raw from smoke and tears. “Please just stay.”He didn’t answer.Blood pooled beneath us, thick and dark against the cold concrete. My fingers pressed against the wound, desperate, useless. The world had narrowed to this my heartbeat pounding in my ears, the acrid smell of gunpowder, and the man who had once seemed untouchable now breaking apart in my arms.“Don’t you dare leave me,” I choked out. “Not like this. Not after everything.”His lashes fluttered. A ghost of a breath left his lips.“Saphira…”My name on his tongue was a dying ember, soft and ruined, but it burned all the same.Then he went still.Something in me fractured.For a heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t feel anything except the weight of him, th

The first thing I felt wasn’t pain. It was silence. And somehow, that was worse.---When consciousness returned, it didn’t come gently.It tore through the fog in jagged flashes metal, light, the sterile bite of antiseptic in the air. My eyelids felt glued shut. My throat was dry as dust. The faint hum of machines pressed against my skull like a migraine.I tried to move.I couldn’t.My wrists were bound cold metal biting into my skin. My ankles too. Panic flared in my chest as I tugged harder, the restraints clinking in cruel rhythm. Every movement only confirmed what I already feared. I wasn’t just trapped.I was back inside his world.“Welcome back, Miss Kade.”His voice slid through the room like a knife through silk.I opened my eyes and wished I hadn’t.Drayke stood a few feet away, hands clasped behind his back, a faint smile ghosting across his face. He looked impossibly calm for a man who had just survived an explosion. No soot. No burn marks. Just a crisp white coat and tha