The Untamed Cast Novels & Stories

Talon and Amelia stood firm, their movements fluid and coordinating as they fought the demon army side by side. Talon's sword sliced through one of the armies with deadly precision; his wolf suddenly transformed as his eye color changed from dark to light silver. Amelia was scared for a moment, but she got a grip of herself to avoid being used as bait against them. She was the only woman after all; the demon army was capable of doing anything to win the battle against Talon and his peers.

Nimi muttered his palm rubbing his forehead as he watched the both of them walked out. She gently took out his phone and dialed Darell, “She found out,” Somewhere in Canada …. “With all said and done, the syndicate will now be handed over to Mr Franco Thatcher as I step down!” The current leader of the syndicate said and the few people in the small hall erupted in an applause. “You lie!” Aiden growled and his voice filled the room as he gallantly made his way in. “You’re already late Aiden just take your seat quietly,” the anchor said to him.

Sienna is a smart woman, once she was calm enough from the overwhelming moment, she would have immediately realized her bluff. Something's up… whatever it is, it doesn't give off a good feeling. After ten minutes both Vincent and Mateo arrive and get their horses too. Vincent orders all four to follow him while he leads. Naturally, as the leader, Vincent rode in the front, Sienna and Felicity rode side by side in the middle, and Isadora was left with Mateo at the back as they rode through a bushy part, out of the black saints' grounds. . Even with both of them silent and minding their business, the air is especially tense with clashing energies.

“What didn’t I dare do?” His jaw tightened. “You’re completely out of control. Wild. Untamed. You think this is acceptable?” She smiled slowly “Untamed?” she echoed. “You’ve been using the word like it offends me.” She took a step closer. “Let me give you something better to complain about.” Nyx surged forward, eager, and Anabella didn’t hold her back this time. The pressure in the air shifted again, sharper and more heavier, the kind that made even breathing feel wrong.

But we all know that Mindy has a solution, otherwise she won't be trying so hard to talk to us. My sisters do not just see doom, thank the goddess. She provides solutions too. “Let's just settle the unity first. So are you three willing to put all differences aside and work together to protect what we have?” We all exchanged glances and said nothing. “I need all hands on deck guys and I would not want to forcefully compel you because it must happen.” Damn, when did she get so brutal? “I am not against working together,” Ryder said with a shrug and gave me a smile, “It's these two over here that you have to be worried about.”

She whispered to him in a sing song, putting air quotes in the word girlfriend, i heard everything cause was seated beside her, Todd seemed thrown off for some second before getting himself back "Let's just focus on the game" Todd said and gave her a little mouth kiss before they faced the board "Drink if you have a tattoo" Was rolled and read out, Cole, Alex, Todd, Gwen, Claire and few other guys drank their shots "Everyone drink" Was rolled so we all took our shots "Never have i ever, hooked up in my parents room" A girl read out, two guys said they had "Ohhhh" we cheered and they both drank their shot

LENA POV My stomach bottomed out. The second my eyes dropped, I saw it — the neckline of my tank had slipped wide open, buttons undone, one whole breast practically spilling out. The thin fabric clung damp to my skin from running up and down the stairs, and the hard peak of my nipple was right there, obvious, exposed. That’s what he’d been looking at. I fumbled, yanking the fabric together with a hiss, but it was too late. His gaze had already devoured me. His hand, still clutching the towel, flexed once, like he was fighting to keep it steady.

The crowd shielded their eyes, the brightness too intense to look at. When the light finally dimmed, the boy sat upright, clutching his stomach in disbelief. The wound was gone. I stared, shocked. I hadn’t even touched him. How had I done that? All I remembered saying was, “You’ll live.” The Alpha’s gaze was a mix of awe and suspicion. “She’ll serve as our healer,” he finally commanded. “But she’s cursed and dangerous. Chain her up and take her to the dungeon. She’ll stay there, where she belongs.”

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.

a gaze different from the others, heavier, more focused, dangerous in a way that makes my instincts scream. I look up. He stands at the edge of the pit, tall and broad-shouldered, power radiating off him in waves that don't need announcement, dark hair, darker eyes, a scar cutting through his left eyebrow, Alpha Dylan Thornwood. Our eyes meet and something shifts, the air goes electric, wrong, like recognition even though we've never met, like he sees past the chains and the blood and acts straight down to whatever's left of me underneath. His expression darkens, confusion flickers across features that look carved from granite, something primal rising in his gaze, something that makes my pul