Lan Zhan The Untamed นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Zane's hand pushed firmly against the restroom door as he projected loudly, "You girls alright in here?" His feet halted instantly on the white tiled floor, and his breath caught in his throat. Zane felt as though he had been kicked in the chest by a horse. The restroom door swung closed behind him as he stared straight ahead at London and London, both half-naked, tangled together in the heat of passion.

I have to brace myself up as a Luna - as Zane’s Luna and put any out-of-character in their place. I open his doors and come in with a bold aura surrounding me, Zane must have been eagerly waiting for me. He is already standing in front of me with loose pants on his waist, his eyes dimmed when I removed the rope. I go closer to him and he grabs my waist, he bends his head to my ears and whispers. “You look beautiful tonight, Brown Doe.”

“No. Just a small cut on the palm. But the moment our blood touches the offering flame, we’ll feel it. A connection… a pulse through our veins. It’s like our souls whispering to each other.” Autumn looked nervous, but her eyes sparkled with wonder. The forest clearing was silent under the moonlit sky. The full moon hung like a silver guardian above us, watching, waiting. I stood barefoot on the soft grass, my red gown flowing like quiet fire around me. It was simple—no jewelry, no crown—just me, as I was. As Zane had met me. Zane stepped forward, shirtless, wearing ceremonial black trousers embroidered with silver threads. His eyes never left mine.

On the two-seater, there were two other girls and then Hunter was seated on the one-seater with a girl sitting on his lap. “He's stupid.” Zahn said, drinking from her bottle. She was wearing a vest, showing off her tattoos. Both her arms were covered in red, green and black ink. Most of which were entangled branches and flowers. Zahn had black dread locks, dyed blonde at the edges, the sides of her head was cut low, and the dreads were in the middle, like a mohawk. She was African American, and light skinned. Both her nostrils were pierced, a ring and a stud. She was pretty but masculine, looking more like a guy who just happened to look like a girl. Not the other way around. “No for real,”

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“You still can.” She turned, eyes blazing. “No more shadows. No more secrets. If I fall, I do it with my name burning brighter than hers ever could.” And then she pulled him into her. Fast. Rough. Real. The kiss tasted like ash, like fury, like every promise they never said out loud. Because tomorrow, the final collection would launch. And the world wouldn’t just wear Zara Lane. They’d bleed for her.

Gavin and Trisha would have to wait. I threw my head back, drew a breath that felt like it sucked in the very rage of the night, and unleashed it. An ear-piercing screech tore from my throat, a sound that wasn’t just noise but a primal command of pure, unadulterated fury. It was the sound of a ruler reclaiming their throne. Even if they didn't know it yet. I launched myself into the fray. No Tainted would get anywhere near my beloved.

Sometimes he really did get a little too overprotective, and though I appreciated it, it was still hard to get used to. "Yep, I’m sure." I responded ruefully. "Now come on, it looks like they’re about to start unloading." Nodding, Ivan began to move, pulling me along beside him as a man and a woman, both over six feet with wild curls and overly tanned skin, stepped out of the caravan and started making their way towards us. Everything about them screamed wild and free, causing me to immediately feel a strange pull towards them. Odd. What in the world did that mean?

They were still within the lion's sanctum, and the genuine test lay ahead. Luna, never one to be bashful absent from consideration, ventured forward. "I'm Luna," she pronounced, "and typically my brother, Liam. We have enchantments!" Liam, more saved, essentially gestured, his eyes wide with a mix of amazement and dread at being within the nearness of such an effective Alpha. An apparition of a grin touched Zane's lips. "Without a doubt," he said, his look serious. "Your enchantment is solid. But it is wild, untamed. Like a fire, it can bring warmth and light, or it can burn and devastate."

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