All Chapters of Dark and Untamed : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

“ Remember, our objective is simple.”Near Frostveil's western border, a tall werewolf marched at the head of the formation. His voice carried effortlessly across the snow-covered plains, reaching every warrior behind him.“ Inflict as much damage upon Frostveil as possible.”A cruel smile spread across his face.“ Burn what you can. Destroy what you cannot take. And if an opportunity presents itself...” His eyes gleamed with malice. “ Bring back as many women and children as possible. Perhaps even Frostveil's new Luna... if she's here, that is.”"Understood, sir!"The surrounding Betas answered in unison, their voices echoing across the frozen landscape. That last part hadn't been included in the official mission, but Darius had secretly instructed them to do it if the opportunity arose.“ Good. Another grim reminder.... We have at most forty minutes before Frostveil's main forces return."The leading Alpha's grin widened.“ Perhaps if one of the women we bring back catches Lord Dari

The massive black wolf leading Frostveil's forces abruptly slowed.Behind him, hundreds of werewolves followed suit. Snow exploded beneath their paws as they skidded across the frozen plains, carving deep trenches into the frozen ground.The wolf leaped and shifted mid air. It dark fur receded and it's size shrank. Moments later, a man landed upon the snow in human form. His pale blue eyes immediately swept across the snowy plains.Then his steps slowed down.The sight before Adrian wasn't what he had expected when he came rushing back from the south. When the deadly battle with the rogue werewolves had neared it's conclusion, the remainder of them had gleefully told Adrian that they were just a decoy and Frostveil was currently under siege. This made Adrian almost lose control on the spot. After mercilessly finishing them off, he and his pack had rushed back in futile hopes of making back in time. He had concluded that whoever was attempting to raid Frostveil when he was away would

“What are you doing, Adrian?” Estelle's voice emerged little more than a hoarse whisper, dry from hours of silent grief. It was the first time she had spoken to him since morning. There was no anger in her voice like Adrian expected. Just pure exhaustion. Her voice sounded monotone and hollow and there was a slight tremor to it. Adrian met her gaze in silence. His heart ached at the sight before him. The vibrant light that usually danced within her golden eyes were no where to be seen. They stared back at him with an emptiness that reminded him of a dead fish, dull and devoid of emotion. Dark shadows rested beneath them, while strands of her disheveled raven-black hair clung to her damp face. It made her look worn and dead. Just like the day he saved her life in the White Exile. Lifeless and broken. She had saved the lives of several people by just taking one and despite of that, she looked as though she had lost a part of herself. He his thoughts unwillingly drifted to Dharv. H

Estelle woke up in the morning feeling a little chilly than usual. Which was a little out of ordinary since the temperature right now matched that of Frostveil at night. After spending so much time in Frostveil, she had long since grasped the temperature of castle at different points in time at out of habit. So she noticed this small anomaly instantly. Moreover, a strange unfamiliar chill lingered in the air. It was not the unusual chill of Frostveil's morning that bothered Estelle. The little warmth she had grown used to was gone, replaced by a lingering chill that crept beneath her skin. This cold itself felt... wrong. It seeped through her skin, into her bones and filled her chest with a sense of dread. Also, the colors in the castle today seemed lackluster and monochrome. Its once-vibrant colors appeared dull and muted, as though a gray veil had been cast over everything. Outside, snow drifted silently from the sky, blanketing the castle grounds in pristine white. The first ra