Taming The Corrupted Chapter 4 Novels & Stories

TAKE ME, RUIN ME CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 18: FOR THE LAST TIME I look down at him, my breath hitching in my throat. I feel completely paralyzed, trapped by a sense of intimidation that I can’t quite shake. His raw power is doing things to me—things I’m not supposed to be feeling, let alone listening to. I let out a dry scoff and shake my head, trying to find my voice. "You are mistaken, okay?" I say, my voice trembling slightly. "If you really think I am just like any other woman who is going to bow down at your feet, then you’ve got to be dreaming."

screamed a voice in my mind. It felt like an eternity before the spell finally began to wane, the intensity of its power slowly fading away. Gradually, the darkness that had gripped me began to recede, replaced by a sense of clarity and peace. I was panting as if I had been running a marathon. As the last traces of the enchantment faded away, I let out a controlled breath to slow my racing heart. "He's clean," Amiria breathed in relief. "The corruption is gone." Opening my eyes, I found myself surrounded by the concerned faces of my friends and mate. Relief flooded through me as I realised that I was safe, that they had succeeded in freeing me from the corruption that had threatened to consu

Heaven walks toward me smiling and stand beside me then lean on the wall like what I’m doing. “You’re already doing it, Peace.” She said. “What? How?” I ask frowning. “In your own little way you’re taming the man who never been tame by anyone, just let the time and faith do it way you’ll what I’m saying.” Heaven said, she smiled at me then left me to go downstairs. I’m taming Chaos? Really? He’s already tame but his attitude to me never change he is till cold how can she say that I’m already taming him?

She gathered the black, parasitic thoughts of his confession and locked them safely away in her divine vault, burying them deep beneath a surface of absolute, impenetrable silence. ​As the final barrier snapped into place, a profound, hollow stillness washed over her. Her mind became a quiet, unreadable void. The chaos of her awakening subsided, leaving behind a cold, crystalline clarity. She was no longer a powerless servant to be kicked and discarded by the priests of corruption. She was the keeper of the truth, the silent vault of the cosmos, and the universe would soon have to account for the lies it had told. End of Chapter 8

Chapter 6 MAYBE it was out of fear that even when my body was sore all over, I was able to get on my feet to run. Calgary watched me as I weakly twisted the knob. He's obviously enjoying seeing me struggle just to get away from him, but the smirk on his handsome face made me eager to leave his territory. I gritted my teeth as I struggled to walk. With my hand on my wounded tummy, I dragged myself towards the stairs and tried to hurry. Calgary's footsteps echoed behind me, and the more he was getting closer towards me, the harder my heart banged inside my chest.

​"Good. No shifting. Use the hybrid form. Speed and claws." ​I took a deep breath. I reached for the fire, but only let it fill my limbs. My eyes flared violet. My fingernails lengthened into obsidian talons. My senses dialed up to eleven. ​I vaulted over the ridge. ​The Corrupted heard me instantly. It spun around, letting out a gurgling roar. Its eyes were milky white, blind with madness. ​It charged. ​It was fast, shockingly so for something so rotted. It closed the distance in seconds, jaws snapping for my head.

“Stay with us. Breathe.” Lyra softened her touch. “He’s fighting it. The corruption is alive. It knows we are here.” Azeriel stepped closer. “Do you need me to anchor him.” “Not yet,” Rowan said. “But be ready.” Rowan pushed deeper into the swell of unstable energy. It didn’t feel like normal northern fire. It felt stretched and torn, as if someone twisted the flame into something it was never meant to be. She pulled at it carefully. The corruption snapped back like a whip, sending a violent jolt through the scout’s arm.

“Alpha, it’s us. We barely made it out.” Sophie put her hand in my arm and I could tell with the way her grip was, that it was urgent. “Something’s off,” she whispered. “I can feel it. The corruption, it’s inside them.” Before I could react, Riley’s eyes turned completely black. He dropped forward so fast with claws extended toward Lucas’s location. “Corrupted!” Marcus shouted. Chaos all over again. I shifted and met Rile, tearing into him before he could get close. Sophie unleashed golden bursts to burn away the corruption in the others. But more corrupted wolves emerged from the trees behind them.

“But you are mine to break. And I’m not sharing you with a wolf who speaks in riddles.” I stared into his obsidian eyes—cruel, desperate, and drowning in shadows. And for the first time, I didn’t see a monster. I saw a wounded alpha who was terrified of losing control. But that didn’t make him safe. That made him fatal. END OF CHAPTER 4

He was breathing hard, struggling to gain control of the beast within, ashamed that Amia should see him so out of control. At Jacob’s gesture he held out his hands so that the flames danced for a moment over his stained skin, burning the tainted blood from his hands and arms. Prest took possession of the white-hot ball of energy and ran it around Amia’s waist where he had touched her, cleansing her of any tainted blood staining her clothes. He tossed the fire back to Jacob before turning his entire attention to the woman who had shown so much courage.