All Chapters of Untamed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moon is out in its fullness, giving off its light across the woods where the pack had gathered. Wolves quietly and slowly move along the path crafted for them, their coats reflecting like dark water in the light. While the humans form a free moving circle around the Alpha.It was a night gathering meant for celebration – The rising of the full moon, it is meant to signify unity and serve as a reminder that no wolf stands alone.Except LydiaShe moved around just outside the circle with her arms wrapped tightly across her chest, and bare feet touching the cold earth. The night breeze swaying her dark hair, bringing bits of conversation from every angle of the gathering. She didn’t need to keep a very close ear to hear what was being said. Those words have surrounded her throughout her life like a very heavy weight.‘The one without chains’It was the name given to her by the prophecy. That was all they ever saw.Her eyes moving around shifted to the center of where her father was s

The council hall was filled with a smoky scent that always cuts around the atmosphere of the room. Not a warm aroma from a fireplace, but a sharp smell from herbs being burned for clarity – a traditional ritual to keep the mind of the elders alert. This night, the smoke was so heavy that even Alpha Jarius found himself coughing as he walked into the hall.Before him, is a long table that gives out light coming from flashes of torchlights. Seven elders were seated in their finely designed chairs around the table, with their faces giving expression of aging and suspicion. They all looked at him as he entered knowing the meeting would not be to his favor.“ You called us out too early,” Elder Marlic uttered in a coarse voice, his eyes looking with intensity. “The ceremony was just concluded recently, the pack should be celebrating, not getting worried.”“The pack is worried,” Jarius answered back in the same tone, though there is an underlying danger. “There are rumors spreading like wild

The night was lively with bright firelight illuminating the surroundings with strange heat. Torches were flashing its light along the hard stone walls directed towards it, shadows moving up and down dancing inaccurately, as if they were alive, while the warriors rushed to the gate with their heart beating fast.The ringing of the alarm bell seemed to beat again in the night air, but even that night's sound was overpowered by the terrific howls that burst out from deep within the forest. Those sounds were raw, echoing the restless cries of creatures filled with insatiable hunger, relentless and endless.In the heat of that chaotic moment, Lydia found herself standing motionless in the corridor, heart beating in her chest like a drum. For just a passing moment, she felt a powerful connection as her wolf disturbed restless underneath her skin.Its claws scratched against the boundaries of her flesh, causing her to accept the anxiety from within, to bring out the untamed spirit that share

The pack house is filled with silence, but with a loud anxiety - not like it was expressed in words, But at every look Lydia gets from the pack members, every time she enters the room. She felt like an uninvited guest, this feeling always bringing to her memory that there is a threat that was lurking around her.************Lydia’s training with Kyle is becoming intense as they progress. His voice was commanding sharply, without forbearance, and can be heard echoing through the field.“Repeat!” His voice echoes.Her heart beats very fast as she also tries to take in air. The training again ended with her on the floor, and Kyle forcing his knee against her shoulder as she breathed fast to take in air.“If you lose it this time, that would be all, do you get me?” He spoke with a commanding tone, at the same time as though he was pleading, but he hid the feeling from her.She pushed him away forcefully with her growl, her wolf visible in her eyes, “I am not under your control, Kyle.” She

The sunlight seems to have risen out almost fully this morning. The light reflects into the packhouse and on the stone floor. Lydia hasn't managed to get any sleep. Whenever she shut her eyes, she could see the rogue's hand stretching out to her through the barrier and could hear the way its spoke her father's name, as if it was a secret between the both of them. She tried to push it away from her mind, but the memory kept coming. By the time it was dawn, the entire pack was aware that something was off. Kyle had pulled her back through the gate, with anger visible on his face. The guards in the watchtower had witnessed enough of the happenings to start gossiping about, and by the time the sun was out, those whispers had turned into opinions and allegations. “Rogue contact.”“Broke through the border.”“She’d bring doom upon us.”