The Untamed Chinese Drama Poster Novels & Stories

A black wolf's fur scarf was resting on his broad shoulders and his lapel had golden embroidery on it. She never pitied herself, no matter what she went through...but one thing made her pity herself. She engraved his flame tattoo between her chest and he engraved her flame tattoo on his right arm. Their souls were tangled but none of them cared. They were going against fate. "Even after all this I still see no reaction on your face. I must say... you're truly from the liberation front, judging by those green eyes you belong to the scarlet blossom clan." He said, his dark black eyes looking at her from head to toe. He took a step closer to her, they had an arm gap between them. This was the f

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She had a grim and frustrated look as she scrubbed his chest and the long dragon tattoo that ran up from his shoulder to his chest. It seems like she was fascinated by it as she ran her hands through the tattoo several times wondering if it wasn't painful when it was drawn. Although she had bathed him a few times already, it was her first time seeing that tattoo. Obviously, she didn't pay attention and tried to look away from his chest those times. Now that she has seen this tattoo, she couldn't help but be fascinated by it. It was a black dragon that looked so scary and yet beautiful and somewhat cute. Haha. You might be wondering, how on earth was a dragon cute? Well, it can be, after all,

"First, we build the nursery. I have a feeling the next generation of the Vale is going to be very busy." The sun finally broke over the highest peak, bathing the entire valley in a brilliant, golden light. The Untouchable Omega was no longer a secret. She was the sun around which a new world was beginning to turn.

Within moments, a furious crowd gathered, their faces filled with suspicion and anger. The pack’s Alpha arrived, his expression grim. “She’s a witch!” Garrick shouted. “Zirelle is cursed! She killed her parents with her dark magic!” Gasps and murmurs spread through the crowd. The Alpha’s wife stepped forward, her voice cold. “Dark magic has no place in this pack. She must be punished.” “No! Please! I didn’t do it!” I cried, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. “Prepare the rope!” the Alpha commanded. “She will hang at dawn!”

A mistake. A dangerous one. Tane moved so fast I barely saw it—one second he was beside me, the next he was halfway across the training grounds, pinning Garrin against the wooden post by his throat. Growls rippled through the air, deep enough to vibrate the ground beneath my feet. Warriors froze mid-swing as Tane’s aura burst outward—feral, ancient, Alpha to his bones. “She is mine.” Tane snarled, voice vibrating like a storm held barely in check. “If you look at her again, I’ll rip the sight from your skull.”

He commanded glaring at me. " Well, she's not with our pack either, she ran out of the pack at midnight and has been untraceable." I finally announced and the Alpha of Crimson Pack stared at me with eyes agape and full of disdain. " What's her name again?." He suddenly asked, like someone, that a light bulb just sparked up in his head. "Petal Brooks." I replied Wondering what he was thinking about. "So it's y'all?"