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Fortune smiled upon them, for in the very moment they were carried away by the relentless current, fate had arranged for a first aid kit to be within their grasp. With this small but invaluable resource, they managed to eke out a meager existence amidst their newfound isolation, while their would-be saviors tirelessly scoured the surroundings in search of their whereabouts. The survival skills she learned from her brothers allowed her to start a fire. With heartfelt gratitude, she expressed her thanks to them for imparting this invaluable knowledge. Otherwise, she'll be just like every other woman and whine and complain about everything. She finds herself confined, unable to venture far, for

Naked, unyielding and a rogue. Gasps filled the air. “It’s him….” Someone whispered. “The Untamed Alpha….” He walked into the gathering like he owned it. Hair dark and wild, eyes burning with something ancient. Dangerous. Beautiful. But very deadly. “Kael Varyn,” Alpha Cassian snarled, stepping forward. “You dare step foot on sacred grounds…” “I’m not here for you,” Kael growled, his voice low and unbothered. “I’m here for her.”

**** "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting,'' I muttered to the driver, but he was only quiet. He looked so scary and intimidating. The back seat was open for me and he asked me to sit at the back. I did as he told me. He closed the door, and went back to the driver's seat, our eyes met and it sent cold chills down my spine. * * I dozed off, opening my eyelids the car stopped at a very big mansion. I was in awe! The mansion was beautiful and sparkling clean, the flowers there were blossoming, and everything about the house seemed beautiful and smelled of wealth. He opened the door and ushered me in. I was speechless after entering, the decorations of the house felt like I was in heaven. The dan

It is the only eyes that managed to catch my attention somehow and now I'm drowning in them but I still want to explore more of how far his eyes can bring me and how magical they can be. Who is he? Why does it seems like I'm connected to him? Why do his eyes scream something I'm not familiar with but I know for myself that I'm longing for it? He caressed my cheek the moment I reached him but I didn't even do anything to stop him. No man has ever touched me before- not even a strand of my hair except for my dad but when it comes to him... It seems like it's my body is desperate for him to touch me. Am I going insane now?

After what felt like an eternity, Fred replied, "We can talk about it when you get back." To reach home, I had to navigate a narrow path that was shrouded in darkness, void of any light. In my hazy state, I caught a glimpse of Fred's familiar figure making his way down the path. He knew I was afraid of the dark and had come to guide me home. I reached out my hand, but the figure vanished again, leaving me standing alone on that dim path. I couldn't remember the last time Fred had come to fetch me like this. Pushing through the fear, I finally made it home.

His voice was smooth and windy, locked around her like the coiling of smoke. “ You can never be trusted, they would always see you as an endangered person, a dangerous force locked within the confine of their consciousness. No matter how you try to conform, their cage is your fate. But with me, no chains, no law would bind you, but only the reality of the untamed that was taken unfairly away from you.” Lydia reached out towards him, with her fingers trembling with expectation. And for the first time, she experienced an unfamiliar warmth against her fingertips - vibrant and alive. It was as if she felt hopeful within her.

Fine. A text notification chimed. Nelly: So??? How did Operation Seduction go??? I sent back a single, tearful emoji. My phone rang instantly. “That bad?” she asked, her voice softening. I narrated the disastrous events--the candles, the petals, the lingerie, the snoring. To my mortification, she burst into laughter. “Oh, honey, no! It’s tragic! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t laugh. It’s just so… Kwame.”

Of course they didn’t. Maids weren’t taught. Servants weren’t guided. No one invested in a girl who was never meant to rise above the bottom rung. He seemed to understand every unspoken truth. “I can help you,” he said after a moment, voice rough but sincere. “When we reach my lands, I’ll teach you everything. How your senses work. What awakening feels like. What your body has been denying you.” My breath hitched. “Denying me?” “Yes,” he murmured. “Your wolf has been caged too long. But I can help bring her forward.”

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I loved it ,it was perfect! "Are you sure ,that you're not a professional tattooist? " ,i asked him. "Hummm..haha! " "Haha..what now ..Untamed Love..wha..what does that mean? I mean, why Untamed Love, and not something like , Her First Tattoo, or First One ?" Dylan smiled and tapped the side of the bed, for me to lie next to him. I lied next to him and looked straight into his eyes. " Won't you answer my question?"