All Chapters of To Tame The Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ezra I hated the way Zeke made me sit there in that meeting room, wasting my precious time, delaying me to go back to Tonya. I knew how much she was waiting for his acceptance of her pack rejection. Every minute spent there was a minute stolen from Tonya. Shade prowled under my skin. He was restless, snarling, demanding we leave and go back to her. I could feel his low, animalistic growl in my throat as I forced myself to stay seated with a jaw clenched until it ached. I wish I had killed Zeke when I had the chance, but that could wait another day. Tonya was more important than anything else in the world. I planned on proposing to her a formal engagement after this was over. Of course, I would cite “protection” as the main criterion, but I knew that I just wanted to make her mine as soon as possible. Zeke came half an hour later. And the meeting was a failure from the start. Zeke had no interest in finding resolution. All he wanted to do was taunt me, to parade his threats of drag

Ezra“You can lie down in the next room,” Norton said. But I peeled my lips back, snarling to ward him away. He shook his head and came to stand beside me like my personal guard. After what seemed like eternity, the head physician finally met us in the hall. “Alpha Ezra,” he said with a shaky demeanor, like I would kill him. Maybe I looked deranged. “She’s stable for now. There were severe bruises, cracked ribs, and a concussion. There was no internal bleeding thankfully. But the next forty-eight hours are critical. If she doesn’t wake up within that time, there’s a risk of her slipping into a coma.”Dread washed over me. It was so harsh that I stared at his face, my mind going numb. “Do you mean she’s dying?” I asked in a low voice. The doctor swallowed. “We’ll do everything Alpha Ezra. But for now, let her rest.” “She doesn’t die on me! You get that?” I snarled at him“W-we will try our best,” he said, paling, and left hurriedly.I walked into the room they had shifted her in. I

Chapter 65Tonya Two hours later I stood in front of the mirror, hardly recognizing myself. The crimson silk gown clung to me. It had slender straps, an embroidered neckline that skimmed my collarbones. The back dipped just enough to expose my skin till my lower back. The skirt was a ripple of red when I moved. Ivy brushed my hair into soft waves and fastened a tiny jasmine pin behind my ear.“You look radiant,” she whispered, eyes shining with unshed tears.I chuckled. “What is going on?” “You’ll see it,” she said with a mystic air. I shook my head at the dramatics. We drove to the center of the town into a clearing, where the pack often held festivals. But the place had transformed like stars had descended on earth. Lanterns hung from branches like small moons, strings of warm lights looped between trunks, and white flowers lined the path. A wooden arch at the far end was wrapped in green and silver ribbons with thousands of roses. Wolves in their best stood on either side, murmu

Tonya Shade was blissfully calm. He pressed his great head into my belly and ribs as if trying to climb inside my heartbeat, with a low satisfied rumble, like he was happy that I accepted him. I giggled and toppled onto the soft grass, fingers sinking into the thick ruff at his neck. He nudged me again, insistent, and I scratched behind his ears until his eyes drifted half‑closed like a sleepy lion.I couldn’t help thinking about what occurred between us. It was so special, so sacred and intimate. Was this how it was going to be from now on? Suddenly, I had this strong urge to present myself to him. A shiver ran down my spine. Only a true Luna could think like me. And this world had no mates. So there was no true Luna. “I need to bathe,” I whispered, cheeks heating for reasons beyond my control as I shoved those thoughts away. Shade huffed, as if giving permission.I stood and slipped out of my dress in front of him without shame. It seemed like I wanted him to see me naked. Cool ai

TonyaLater, after dinner, I slipped back to our room, peeled off my dress, and stood at the window. The moon had risen pale and clean. Behind me I felt him arrive, silent as a shadow. His arms slid around my waist, palms warm against my stomach, chin settling on the crown of my head. The gold of his ring pressed against my skin.“Tiring day?” he asked.I said, “Everything was perfect. Thanks to you.”His mouth curved against my cheek. “Sleep.” He drew me toward the bed and we curled the way we always found—my back against his chest, his hand over my ring where it lay on my heart. My parents had to postpone their departure to the human town because of papa’s health issues. But over the next few days, Ezra’s jealousy was a living thing. Anytime an unmated male even glanced my way, his jaw ticked and his eyes flashed. In the corridors, he’d step between me and whoever was passing, shoulders broad like a wall. At training, if someone smiled too long, he would lift his chin and rumble,