TOO WILD TO TAME

Kira’s POV “Why are you doing this?” I cried as I backed away, but they kept trailing after me. I panicked as my back collided with the railing. The cold metal dug into my spine and reality slammed into me…I was on the rooftop of the Summer Group skyscraper, forty stories above ground. One wrong step. One shove. That would be it. “Dad… what is going on?” I asked again, tears streaming down my face as I tried to move away, but the three of them rounded me like predators trapping their prey. My stepmother, Evelyn, sneered with venom dripping from every word. “You stupid, ungrateful brat. Do you have any idea how long I’ve put up with you? Your pathetic need for attention…your self-righteous, selfish little tantrums…do you think I didn’t see through it?” She stepped closer, her red lips curling into hatred. “But I stayed quiet. I played along. Because I knew…one day…your miserable life would end. And that day is today.” I shook my head. “What are you talking about? You said…

Kira’s POV I had no idea where I was going but all I know is that I needed to get away. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me down a long corridor that smelled like lavender and money. People in uniforms…servants, maids, guards, I don’t even know…stopped talking when they saw me. Their eyes widened like I was a ghost or a bomb about to explode. But not one of them tried to stop me. They just stared. Some whispered. Some even looked relieved to see me. Others looked… terrified. Yeah. That’s comforting. “Princess!” I heard his growl from behind me…the same freakishly powerful man who wanted to mark me like a cow five minutes ago. Nope. Not happening. I didn’t stop to see if he was close or if he had magically grown wings and was flying after me. I just ran harder. And for some weird reason…I was fast. Like really fast. I rounded a corner and froze. There…at the other end of the hall…someone was mimicking me. Every movement I made, she made. I turned my head. She turned

Kira’s POVI cleared my throat and turned to Liana. “Um… hey… so, I want to be sure about something,” I began, putting a little distance between us.She paused, looking up from the bag she was packing. “What is it, Princess?”I scratched my neck, feeling awkward about the question I was about to ask. “So… did we… are we… did we like…are we like a thing?”The words came out in a messy panic. She froze for half a second, then burst into awkward, nervous laughter.“Do I look like I have a death wish?! Of course not, Abby,” she said, shaking her head. “You treated me like a sister. You’re the only person who ever saw me as a human and not a slave.”I let out a long breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Oh. Okay. Good.” My shoulders dropped in relief. Here I was mentally preparing for a dramatic palace romance and meanwhile…absolutely nothing. Great.“Then why do you call me Abby?” I asked, raising a brow. “I thought I’m your boss.”She immediately lowered her head. “I’m sorry, my Princess.

Adrian’s POVThe door shut behind me with a finality that cracked something inside my chest. I stood in the corridor, claws digging into my palm until blood started dripping out. My neck throbbed where she’d bitten me…marked me…and the pain was a goddamn symphony of pleasure. Every pulse of blood through the wound sang her name: Abby, Abby, Abby. My mate. My queen. The one I’d spent a year and some months breaking.I’d hated her before I ever saw her face.They called her the Wolfless Princess, the reject, the shame of her kingdom. Rumors slithered through the council halls like smoke about her inadequacies. She can’t shift. She’s weak. She’s nothing.When her father, King Ariston, offered her to me as a “gift” to warm my bed, not to wed, I laughed in his face. A wolfless girl? I was the central Alpha King, mateless and proud, drowning in willing she-wolves who begged for my bite. I didn’t need a broken toy.I sent her away the same night she arrived. Told the guards to lock her in t

Kira’s POVThe first thing I felt was confusion. The second was cold.This wasn’t my bed. The sheets smelled different…like smoke and pine…and the mattress was too soft. My eyes fluttered open, blinking at the tall ceiling above me. Where the hell was I?“Miranda?” My voice came out rough. I pushed myself up, looking around. The room was huge…too big…gold curtains, marble floors, and a chandelier that probably cost more than my house. Nothing looked familiar.“Miranda?” I called again, louder this time. No answer.That’s when last night came crashing back…their betrayal, my supposed death, waking up in a baddie’s body, the beast man…his eyes, that voice, the way he said Abby’s name like it was a threat and a prayer all at once. Then I remembered what almost happened between him and me, and my stomach twisted.I threw the covers off…and froze.I was still naked. Completely.Panic hit like lightning. I pulled the sheets around me, clutching them to my chest. My heart was pounding so ha