All Chapters of My Untamed Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Darkness swallowed the room, but I knew I wasn’t alone. I’m never alone not when the lights go out. The scent of damp earth mingled with a trace of aftershave, thick and intoxicating in the air. A low, guttural growl rumbled from deep within his chest, vibrating through the silence. I could feel his gaze on me hot, unrelenting searing straight through me, sending warmth pooling low in my stomach. My hips trembled at the mere thought of him. I couldn’t see him, but I knew he was there. Then his hand found me rough, calloused skin gliding from my hip to my throat each movement slow, deliberate, claiming every inch of exposed flesh. He was rough, yet devastatingly controlled an intoxicating force I couldn’t resist. Every touch blurred the line between pleasure and surrender the cold desire of his tongue on my neck. His breath ghosted over my ear , cool and deliberate, sending shivers through me as his words low and possessive.“You belong to me, little wolf,” he whispered, voice dark en

alpha Tane POV - Standing on land not ruled by my pack wasn’t unfamiliar to me. As Alpha of the Lycans of the Silver Moon Pack, I ruled the outskirts, commanded my people, and when necessary took what wasn’t freely given. Territory, power, loyalty… all of it bowed before me. I was feared. Respected. Unchallenged.There was nothing left in this world that felt uncharted except the emptiness beside me.Twenty-nine years old, and still no Luna.I’ve tried. Moon knows, I’ve tried. I’d brought countless females into my home, chosen the strongest, the most obedient, the most ambitious… but when it came time to claim them, to make them mine, something in me refused. None could compare to the woman who haunted my dreams.Every night she came to me her scent, her voice, her touch. And every morning, I woke in torment, aching for someone who may not even exist. That hunger twisted inside me, turning my restraint into rage. The little she-wolves who threw themselves at me only reminded me how h

As much as I wanted to ignore this meeting, it had to be done. Business demanded discipline, but every thought in my head was consumed by her—my mate.The moment I’d learned she was listed among the maids of Crescent Pack, rage had coiled in my gut like a serpent. A maid. My Luna, reduced to servitude? The thought alone made my wolf, Dax, snarl within me. The anger only eased when I saw her—unharmed, though far from where she belonged.She was coming with me. There was no question, no choice in the matter. I would not leave these grounds without her at my side, whether she accepted it yet or not. Something told me she wouldn’t yield easily, and that defiance… Moon help me, it stirred something primal in me.Little she-wolves rarely showed me anger; most trembled when I entered a room. But she was different. Fierce. Unbroken. Every snarl, every flash of her eyes felt like a challenge I was born to meet.Her scent drew me down the corridors, heady and unmistakable. Sweet ripe berries an

His words , Anywhere you want, little wolf. I follow you, echoed through me long after they left his lips.No one followed me.I was the girl who checked rooms twice before entering, who avoided hallways when warriors passed through, who kept her eyes down around ranked wolves. No one ever cared where I went… or if I came back.But he waited silent, patient in a way that made my pulse stutter.I swallowed, forcing my voice to steady.“The training grounds are closest,” I murmured, and turned, my steps stiff at first.I half expected him to walk ahead like every dominant male I’d ever met.But he stayed right beside me long strides slowed to match mine, body angled protectively like he would intercept any threat before I even saw it.The air felt thick. Charged.I could smell nothing, but I felt something building, like static crawling over my skin.When we stepped outside, the late afternoon sun cast warm gold over the dirt paths and stone walls. Wolves trained beyond the treeline, th