All Chapters of How To Tame The Savage Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“What are you doing in here, Kitten?”“Why do you have that drawn?” I asked, shaken.“It wasn’t meant for you to see, but if you keep digging into things you shouldn’t, you might not like what you find.”“I’m sorry,” I finally said, regaining myself, “I was just—”“Curious? You always are.”“The woman—in the bathtub, she was your mother, wasn’t she?”“You caught that fast. And yes, she was.” There was no sadness in his eyes though, just cold indifference. Sometimes I wish he wasn’t always like that, maybe then it'll be easier to understand him.“Is that how she died?”“Yes. She took her life.”“I’m sorry.”“I don’t need your pity.” He said, picking up the book and placing it over the drawer.“I’m not pitying you; I'm only sympathizing."“Well I don’t need your sympathy either.”“Of course you don’t. You are Asher Knox, the man who doesn’t need anything or anybody.”“You should leave, Kate.”“Before I do, tell me one thing. That cave you drew about, what was it?”“My very own prison.”

KATE’S POV I couldn’t deny the slight ache in my chest when I woke up to discover he’d left. Well, I should be grateful that he’d agreed to stay, even if it was for a little while. I picked up the drawing he’d gifted me and a smile curved on my lips. It was the most beautiful thing anyone had ever done for me. Last night, something had shifted between us, I could feel it. Suddenly, I couldn’t wait to see him again, even the thought of him threw my heart into a racing fit and I was nowhere ready to acknowledge what that meant.I placed the piece of paper in my drawer, before rising from the bed to get dressed.When I finally stepped out, I walked into Liam who had been about to knock. “Hey,” I say to him, but he doesn’t respond. I couldn’t help but notice how distant he’d become lately. “The Alpha would like to have lunch with you,” he informs me.“Like, right now?” I asked, unable to hide my excitement.“Yes, right now.” “Then I should change.”“Just be quick,” he said, leaning a

“We thank you for the food. We thank you for our daughter who is alive, we thank you for bringing her back to us,” My mother paused and burst into tears.We were at the dining table, just the three of us. It was just as it used to be when I was younger, but the beautiful moment suddenly turned sad as I watched my mother in tears.“Sarah, she’s alright and she’s here. That's something to be thankful about.”“Take a look at her, she’s not alright.”“Mom, I’m fine. Could you just please stop crying, it only makes me want to cry along.”“I’m sorry,” she said, wiping her tears. “We should eat.”I nodded and as one we began eating. I missed my mother’s cooking. I miss the imperfectness of it all, the sometimes slightly burnt plantains, the overcooked potatoes—it all felt like home.“What is it like, living with him?” my mother questioned.“Strange. You just don’t know what to expect, he's just… different.” I admitted, thinking back to my birthday and the gift he’d given me. Then how complete

Jane hugged me, tight enough that I might’ve broken a rib or two. “C–can’t brea-the,” “Sorry,” she muttered, finally letting me go. “So, did you have fun and kick asses?” My mind went back to the pain I’d been forced to endure for the past few days and it took a bit more effort to hold up my smile. “Of course, I did.” I said, my enthusiasm felt a bit fake, but Jane didn’t seem to notice that. “And I'm glad you’ll be driving me, I don’t think I can endure being in the same space with that sicko driver for even a second.” “Manuel?" “Oh, so he has a name.” “He’s like that.” “He’s an absolute pain in the ass." “Well, good thing you wouldn’t have to deal with him. After loads of pleading, Alpha Asher granted me the honor of taking you back to the pack.” Mentioning his name brought back the unease I'd earlier felt, but I shrugged it off. I wasn’t going to think about the last few days and all I’d suffered because of him. Not right now. For now, I was going to pretend like

“Alpha Collins and my father think they’ve figured out a way to get information in without being traced,” I told Brian. “I’ll say that is impossible,” “It is. But according to them, there’s a middle man who is going to make it work…” I trailed off when I noticed Brian’s gaze on me. “What?” “Nothing. It’s just… you’re different—in a good way.” he said, his gaze locked on mine. Once again, Jane’s words echoed in my mind, ‘He doesn’t look at you as a man would a friend.’ I saw it now. It felt like my eyes had finally been opened to the very thing that had been right in front of me all these time. I thought back to those nights Brian had sneaked in here to check up on me, risking his life too, just like he was doing now. Also, the fact that he was always present when I needed someone to confide in. But then there was the slight chance that Jane had misread things—that I too was misreading it all right now. Then I did the most impulsive thing I'd ever done. I kissed him. I k