Lahat ng Kabanata ng TOO WILD TO TAME: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Kira’s POVMorning came too fast and too bright. Sunlight stabbed through the heavy curtains like it personally wanted to punish me for last night. I sat on the edge of the bed, toes curled tight into the fluffy rug, hands clamped between my knees, eyes glued to the floor like a kid waiting for the principal to yell about the broken window. Adrian had left an hour ago, all smirky and efficient, promising he’d set up everything for my “trip” to LA…the funeral story that got me a one-way ticket out of werewolf hell. But I didn’t say a word to him. Not one. I just stared at the sheets like they held the secrets to the universe, replaying how I’d caved again. Failed again. His scent still clung to everything, mocking me.A knock echoed on the door…sharp, hesitant. “Princess Abby? It’s Liana.”“Come in,” I mumbled, not lifting my head.The door creaked open, and she slipped inside, hands clasped tight in front of her like she was holding back a tidal wave. She shut it with a soft click,

Kira’s POV The knock came again…three sharp raps that made my heart slam against my ribs. Liana’s face went ghost-white, her fingers still pressed to her lips like she could suck the whole conversation back in.I grabbed her wrist before she could bolt. “We’re not done,” I hissed, low enough that only she could hear.Her eyes flicked to the door, then back to me. She leaned in so close I felt her breath on my ear. “Walls have ears, Princess. Our kind hear everything. Let’s meet tonight…midnight. I’ll take you to the old laundry yard. No one goes there. It will be safe to talk properly there.”She turned to leave again. But I wasn’t letting her vanish that easily. Not after that bombshell about the curse, the scar, the “he’s going to kill you” line that was still ringing in my skull and the suspicion crushing me from the inside. I tightened my grip on her arm. “I’m leaving this morning for a trip. Not sure when…or if… I’m coming back. So I’ll not be sticking around for the midnight c

Kira’s POVI froze with the coat still over my arm, the casual vibe in the room suddenly gone ice-cold. Victoria’s voice had dropped to this whisper, like she was about to spill state secrets or confess to murder.“It’s about your personal maid…”She trailed off. Just stood there, lips parted, eyes flicking to the door again like someone might burst in.I raised both eyebrows. “Okay… dramatic pause much? Get on with it. What about Liana?”Inside, my stomach twisted hard. Shit. Did she hear something? Liana had just left minutes ago after dropping all that bombshell stuff about the scar, the king’s drunk rage, the guards holding him back. If Victoria had been lurking outside the door…or worse, eavesdropping…Liana could be in deep trouble. Adrian didn’t exactly seem like the forgiving type when it came to people under him, and Liana is just a maid. I forced my face to stay neutral, but my pulse was hammering.Victoria scrunched her nose, leaning in a little like she was sniffing the a

Kira’s POVHe pulled me closer, guiding me toward the open helicopter door. “How are you feeling this morning, princess?” he asked, voice raised over the noise, all gentle concern.I ignored him. Full cold-shoulder mode activated.He didn’t push. Just helped me in, buckled my seatbelt for me like I was fragile, handed me noise-canceling headphones with a soft smile. Then he passed me a thermos from a side compartment. “Hot chocolate. Extra marshmallows. The way I was told that you like it.”I stared at it, but didn't take it.He set it in the cupholder anyway, then pulled a soft blanket from overhead and draped it over my lap.He kept going. One sweet thing after another. My icy resolve started cracking like thin ice. Stupid weak body.He settled beside me, the helicopter lifting off with a lurch. Once we were airborne, he leaned in close, voice low through the headphones.“You’re already mine, Kira. In every way that matters. All that’s left is exchanging marks. And I promise you, ma

Kira’s POVSteam rolled behind him, water droplets sliding down his absurdly sculpted body…broad chest, ridged abs, that stupid V-line pointing straight to…I slapped both hands over my eyes, screeching. “Oh my God! Put clothes on! No woman wants to see that tiny thing flopping around!”I shouldn't have said that. Why did I say that?!He growled, low and playful, the sound rumbling through the room. “Tiny? Is that a challenge, little mate? Want me to show you exactly how much I can fill you up? Stretch that pretty core and still go deeper?”Heat exploded through me, toes literally curling as the words hit. I swallowed hard, thighs pressing together involuntarily.“W-what are you even doing here?!” I yelped, still covering my eyes. “Shouldn’t you be in your own room or something?”“This is my private suite,” he said, voice closer now…way too close.I peeked through my fingers, scoffing. “Yeah, right. Like you own the hotel.”He just smiled, all smug and naked and infuriatingly hot.My