Lahat ng Kabanata ng HIS UNTAMED QUEEN: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 35

RORYSteam curled off my skin as I walked out of the en-suite bath wrapped in nothing but a white towel ending well above midthigh.I worked a dry towel through my damp hair, moving with cool ease. I didn't care that this wing belonged to an Alpha King who could stroll through the door at any second.I walked straight to his wardrobe, bypassed the tailored suits, and pulled a charcoal linen button-down off a wooden hanger. It fell past my knees, pooling loose and broad on my shoulders. Shaking my dark hair loose around my collarbones, I sat on the edge of the mattress, letting my gaze sweep the quarters.A massive portrait on the far wall caught my attention.I stood up, my bare feet silent on the dark hardwood, and stepped closer to study the canvas.The late Alpha King commanded the center of the frame, carrying the same harsh jawline and brooding intensity Evren wore like armor.Beside him sat Leslie Stormvale, radiant in her younger years, with rich chestnut hair and a soft grace

RORYA feral, vibrating snarl ripped out of my throat as I launched myself across the room, closing the distance in a blur of lethal speed.Tyson's eyes widened a fraction of a second before I slammed him back.He crashed hard on the wood panel, the impact rattling the ornate frames hanging nearby.The crystal glass shattered across the marble floor as I drove my fist straight for his face."You arrogant piece of shit!" I pulled back for another strike, my vision swimming in a haze of violent red. "You dare attack my Beta!"Tyson caught my wrist right before the second punch could connect.His smugness fractured instantly, replaced by genuine, wide-eyed alarm. "Your Beta shouldn't have interfered with Crown business.""Crown business?" I twisted my arm free, dropped my center of gravity, and went straight for his throat. "You attack him bloody because your King wanted to play kidnapper!"Tyson rolled, trying to pin me down, but I brought my knee up hard, catching his lower ribs with b

RORY'Bastard.' I cursed him a thousand times in my head, absolutely furious at my own treacherous biology."Don't flatter yourself, Evren Stormvale." I kept my voice a toxic whisper, absolutely refusing to break eye contact. "The only way I'm getting in your bed is if I need a comfortable angle to smother you with a pillow while you sleep!"Evren let out a low, vibrating chuckle.The sound rumbled deep in his bare chest, transferring the intense vibration directly to my palms where they rested on his warm, damp skin.He leaned a fraction closer, letting the slope of his nose brush the curve of my cheek.The heat radiating off his body was entirely unbearable.My racing heart hammered a frantic, sickening rhythm in my throat, choking the air right out of my lungs.I swallowed hard, desperately trying to dislodge the thick knot forming there, but my mouth was completely dry.My gaze betrayed me, dropping from his metallic silver eyes to track the water droplets trailing down his carved