All Chapters of TOO WILD TO TAME: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kira’s POVThe so-called Dark Zone should be a piece of cake. She’s probably overreacting to scare me.I cleared my throat and crossed my arm. “Tell me more about this Dark Zone,” I said.Victoria crossed her arms, that smug little smile still plastered on her face, but her eyes had this gleam…like she was enjoying this way too much.“You really want to know about the Dark Zone?” she asked, voice low so the others nearby couldn’t catch it. “Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”She stepped closer, like we were besties sharing secrets.“It’s not some cute little walk in the woods, princess. The Dark Zone is forbidden for a reason. The air gets thick, heavy…like it’s pressing down on you. The trees twist weird, block out the sun even in the middle of the day. People hear things…whispers, growls, cries that sound like your own voice calling you deeper. Some say lost wolves roam there, feral ones that never bonded with anyone. Others say it’s where the cursed ones go to die.”She paused

Adrian’s POVPapers were scattered all over my desk like a battlefield after a war…reports, maps, alliance requests, all blurred together because my mind was still stuck on this morning. My body was a traitor, still aching from that heated make-out session with my mate. We’d been so close, so damn close to finally giving in, her soft moans echoing in my ears, her body pressed against mine…and then I’d stormed in here, still rock-hard, desperate for her. What did I do afterwards? The only thing a frustrated wolf could do alone…jerk off. Imagining her lips, her eyes fluttering shut, her cries… I was right there, on the edge.And that’s when Thomas barged in. Mid-stroke. Caught like a teenager watching porn. The humiliation burned hotter than any battle wound.Now he sat across from me in the study, that amused smirk plastered on his face like he owned the damn thing. His eyes sparkled with barely held-back laughter.“I swear to the moon, Thomas, if you so much as laugh or giggle…”He

Adrain’s POVDerek snarled angrily when we saw it.Blood on the snow.Dark red, dried into rusty streaks against the white. Not much…just drops, smeared like she’d scratched herself on a branch or fallen. My heart slammed against my ribs.A wild animal? One of the cursed beasts? Had something sunk claws into her soft skin?No. No no no.Derek roared again inside me, clawing at the edges of my control, desperate to break free. He was losing it, panting, snarling, ready to tear the forest apart tree by tree. I shoved him down hard. If Derek took over now, he’d kill anything that moved…friend or foe. There will be real chaos and bloodbath. I couldn’t let that happen.We fanned out, searching wider, deeper. Hours bled away. Her trail led straight to the Outland border…a wide clearing where the kingdom’s magic wards ended and rogue territory began.And there, in the middle of that clearing, her scent just… stopped.Gone.Like she’d vanished into thin air.I circled the spot frantically, n

Lady Margaret’s POVI swept into my private chambers, the heavy door clicking shut behind me like the closing of a trap. The fire in the hearth crackled low, casting long shadows across the velvet drapes and gilded mirrors. I paused before the largest one, studying my reflection with cold satisfaction.Still beautiful. Still deadly. Still very much strong.The years had been kind…my skin smooth, my curves lush, my eyes sharp enough to cut glass. Men had always fallen at my feet, and tonight would be no different. Philip was young, hungry, easy prey. A few whispered promises, a flash of skin, and he would spill everything that I want to know.I moved to my vanity, fingers deft as I unpinned my hair, letting the gray waves cascade over my shoulders. A quick brush through the strands, a touch of rose oil at my throat and wrists…scent was a weapon, and I wielded it well. I loosened the laces of my gown just enough to reveal the swell of my breasts, the shadowed valley between them. Not

Lady Margaret’s POVI was getting ready to leave my chamber, hopefully I’d sniff out what they were all hiding or, at the very least, track down that sleazy bastard who’d nearly torn my legs apart with his thick, eager cock. My thighs still carried the faint ache from hours ago, a reminder that pissed me off more than it satisfied me. Philip thought he could use me and vanish? He had no idea the leash I was about to snap around his neck.I smoothed the front of my gown, the one that hugged my curves just enough to turn heads without screaming desperation. A quick glance in the mirror…hair pinned high, lips stained dark red, eyes sharp. Perfect. I looked like power wrapped in silk.The door creaked open and Eliza stumbled in, pale as death, sweat beading on her forehead. Dried tear tracks streaked her cheeks. A crude cloth bandage wrapped her left hand, already spotted with fresh blood. The tea tray in her good hand rattled so violently I thought the teacup would leap off and shatter.