Romans & histoires The Untamed

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.

The forest loomed dark and wild under the moonless sky, its dense canopy hiding the clearing where the fire crackled, casting flickering light over the rugged terrain. I stood at the edge, my leather jacket and jeans clinging to my skin, the primal energy of the night stirring a restless heat deep within me. I’d come here seeking adventure, drawn to the rumors of the alpha pack—four men whose dominance and raw power were whispered about in awe. My pussy throbbed with anticipation, a daring pull toward the forbidden as their silhouettes emerged from the trees.

The Fates themselves had delivered her to me, wrapped in the bow of destiny. I had watched with feigned horror as she fled from him, but inside, a cold, triumphant laughter echoed. He was a fool. He hadn’t mated her, and in his pathetic attempt to “tame” her, he had only exposed his greatest weakness. Her arousal had been a secret to no one, but until her outburst, it was impossible to confirm who she was responding to. Until now.

The realization had been lingering somewhere in the back of my mind since we left Council, but it was only now, with the morning slipping away and our destination growing closer, that I was beginning to appreciate what it meant. I was going somewhere I'd never seen, to live among people I didn't know, with a man I'd met only days earlier. And somehow, despite the uncertainty of everything waiting for me, I was looking forward to it. I knew Blackstone was one of the largest packs in the region. My father had spoken about its size and influence often enough, usually with a mixture of professional respect and poorly concealed irritation, particularly when Kieran's name came up during conversati

"He has reflexes like a cat. And the girl... she threw boiling water." "Excuses!" Abram shouted, keeping his voice low but deadly. "I am not paying you for excuses! I am paying you for a corpse!" "The element of surprise is gone," Untha argued, cleaning her fingernails with her dagger. "The castle is locked down. The Gamma is hunting me. He knows my scent." Abram stopped pacing. He looked at her with a cruel smirk. "Ah, yes. The Gamma. Your little... plaything." Untha looked up sharply. Her green eyes flashed. "Leave him out of this."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

“She's drowning in those chemicals just to keep from tearing this continent apart. She needs an anchor. She needs a partner strong enough to stand in front of her wildness without flinching, someone who can actually help her fight her battles." My jaw tightened so hard my teeth ached. Every word he spoke felt like a blade twisting in my gut. "Those people are still out there." Miles lowered his voice to a harsh whisper. "Who do you think can protect her better? A rogue East Coast pack fighting a two-front war, or the Alpha King with an entire army at his back?" The truth hit me like a physical blow. I looked down at the duffel bag in my hand. Inside were all the poisons she swallowed to surv

The man replied. She sighed, "I know dad, but what can I do? I feel like I'm being called to something." The scene faded and Una appeared she was camping in a forest, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, as she set up a tent. Her hair was still curly and red she was the spitting image of her past self. She was with a man who had long, dark hair and chilling blue eyes. "How long do we have to hide for? " She asked the man.

Serves you right, girl. The man wiped his lips using his thumb and smiled at me. He was wearing a white dress shirt that was now wrinkled, and a few buttons were opened revealing his chiseled chest. His lips were red from the smooching. His hair was all messed up, but he still looked hella fine. He looked flirtatious too. Maybe even worse than Rico here. His dark eyes bore towards me, “Hi there, miss. My name is Zero. May I know yours?” He extended his hand, and now I just noticed that he had tattoos on his fingers up to his arms. The man knows he’s sexy, and that’s dangerous.

" I wasn't expecting what I saw, my mom and everyone were tied blindfolded and were on their faces, and blood was coming out of my mom's nose, no this can't be happening to me again, the phone fell on the ground likewise did I it's felt as if the world was against my family. My phone beeped and it was a message from an unknown number. "If you don't want your family to be killed, you have to do as I say. I didn't want to go this far in hiring you to do the job but I see you're the perfect girl I need for the plan. If you want your father to get the surgery you must abide by the rules. You're to come to the location am sending you tomorrow, and if you exceed the time given to you I promised I