All Chapters of TOO WILD TO TAME: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Adrain’s POVChairs scraped immediately without hesitation as feet’s began shuffling. The elders couldn’t get out fast enough, but the guards were already moving toward the priestess. They hauled her up by the arms, her bad leg dragging worse than before. She twisted in their grip, eyes wild, voice rising one last time as they dragged her toward the doors.“You must listen to me, king Adrian Draven!” she shouted over her shoulder. “Or everything you have worked so hard to protect will be left bare! Your enemies will laugh at your corpse! Stay away from the princess…for now, at least…until I can find a way to help you! Please, Your Majesty—”Her voice cut off as the heavy doors slammed shut behind the last person. The echo bounced around the empty hall like a death knell.I slumped into my chair, the carved oak creaking under my weight. A frustrated sigh ripped out of me before I could stop it. My head fell back against the high backrest, eyes closing for just a second. The mark on

Adrain’s POVThe insistent knock on the door of our room yanked me right out of sleep like a hook in my gut. I groaned, low and pissed, and wrapped myself tighter around Kira. My arms locked around her waist, my leg slung over hers, like if I squeezed hard enough I could just crawl inside her skin and stay there forever. She was warm and soft and smelled like home, and for one stupid second I thought about ignoring the whole damn world.But then my head started pounding. Out of nowhere. Like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull and decided to keep swinging. My whole body hurt…every muscle, every bone…like I’d been chopped into pieces, stitched back together wrong, and chopped all over again. The nightmare didn’t help. Wild dogs ripping into me, teeth everywhere, blood in my mouth. And Kira… God, Kira being dragged away in chains, sold off like some prize to the highest bidder. I could still see her eyes, wide and terrified, calling my name while I couldn’t move.I exhal

Kira’s POV‘He’s imprisoned for a reason,’ I thought to myself, stomach twisting. I didn’t know what he’d done, but no way was I letting some locked-up guy who looked like he’d been rotting down here for years just walk free. He was a mess…skin pale and stretched tight over bones, hair long and matted and filthy, clothes hanging in rags that smelled like damp stone and old blood. Overgrown beard and mustache completely hid most of his face, wild and tangled like a bird’s nest made of wire. What if he caused doomsday or something the second he got out? I wasn’t stupid.I stepped back fast. “I’m not stupid. There’s no way I’m—”The voice inhaled sharply, a desperate rasp cutting me off as he scrambled forward. His hands clamped around the thick iron bars with a clang that echoed down the tunnel. I jumped back with a yelp, heart shooting into my throat.The man with the overgrown beard hiding most of his face whispered, voice cracking, “Angela? Is that you?”I froze solid. My eyes

Kira’s POVI stared at him, my heart still doing that weird flip between relief and total confusion. “Why?” I asked, voice barely above a whisper. “Why do you hate the Draven bloodline so much?”He let out a bitter laugh that sounded more like a growl. “Because they’re the reason your mother and I got separated in the first place. They’re the reason you grew up without a complete, happy family like you were meant to have.”I blinked, head spinning. “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”He exhaled slowly and heavy, like the weight of every year in that cage was pressing on his chest again. His eyes locked on mine, serious and pleading. “Promise me you’ll escape with me, child. Right now. We leave this cursed palace together today.”I hesitated. Leah stirred hard inside me, tugging at my thoughts like a leash. ‘Don’t make any decision yet. You need to hear Adrian’s side of the story first.’I growled back at her in my head, sharp and angry. ‘Do you mean my father is lying? Look at h

Adrian’s POVI was beyond restless.What if Sebastian had gotten to her? What if he somehow managed to enter the palace?We searched every damn corner of the palace…every room, every hallway, every shadowed alcove.Servants were questioned. Guards were barked at. But Kira was nowhere in sight. My chest felt like it was being crushed by an iron fist.Then it hit me… what she’d said last night about being stuck in a dark tunnel…how I couldn’t catch her scent then. There was only one place she could be.I growled loud enough to make the nearest warriors flinch. “Follow me! To the dungeon… now!”We were halfway there when the ground suddenly shook beneath our feet…a deep, rumbling tremor that rattled the walls and sent dust raining down from the ceiling.Tristen Ravenwood. How the hell did he manage to… Oh no!I didn’t slow down. I sped up, boots pounding against the stone floors. But I wasn’t heading for the dungeon entrance.I knew better.By the time we got there, the place would alrea