Lahat ng Kabanata ng Cold Blooded Alpha Can Be Tamed Too: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Festival Preparations The White Fang Palace had never been this busy. Servants hurried through the halls carrying decorations. Warriors moved crates of supplies across the courtyard. Children ran around chasing one another while pretending to help. Music echoed from distant buildings. Laughter drifted through the snowy air. Everywhere Sam looked, excitement buzzed like electricity. The Winter Moon Festival was finally approaching. And the entire White Fang Territory was preparing for it. Everyone seemed excited. Everyone except one person. Froz White Fang. “Absolutely not.” Sam sighed. There it was. The phrase she had heard at least twenty times that morning. They stood in the main courtyard surrounded by workers preparing festival decorations. Queen Rhed had placed them in charge of overseeing the preparations. Unfortunately. Or fortunately. Depending on who was asked. Because forcing Sam and Froz to work together had become Queen Rhed’s favorite hobby. “

Beneath the Winter Moon The Winter Moon Festival had reached its most important night. The night every wolf in White Fang Territory waited for. The night of tradition. The night of blessings. The night of promises. The night when the future Alpha and future Luna would stand before the entire territory. Together. The central square overflowed with people. Lanterns illuminated the snowy streets. Music floated through the cold air. Children laughed while chasing each other around glowing ice sculptures. Merchants called out to customers. Families gathered around bonfires. The entire White Fang Territory felt alive. For the first time in years. And at the center of it all— Stood Summit Angel Warm. Unfortunately, Sam was currently trying not to panic. “Why is everyone staring?” A servant smiled. “Because you’re beautiful.” Sam groaned. “That doesn’t help.” “It wasn’t supposed to.” The servant walked away. Traitor. Absolute traitor. Sam adjus

The Uncontrollable Wolf “Wake up.” “No.” “Wake up.” “No.” “Summit.” “No.” A pause. Then— A bucket of snow landed directly on her face. Sam shot upright. “WHAT WAS THAT?!” The freezing cold sent her scrambling across the bed. Her blankets flew. Her pillow hit the floor. And standing beside her bed— Looking entirely too pleased with himself— Was Froz White Fang. The future Alpha calmly set down the now-empty bucket. “You were difficult to wake.” Sam stared. Then stared harder. Then pointed dramatically. “You threw snow at me!” “It worked.” “You’re insane.” “You were sleeping.” “It’s dawn!” “Exactly.” “It’s illegal to be awake at dawn.” The Alpha crossed his arms. “Get dressed.” “I hate you.” “No, you don’t.” Sam immediately froze. Because that was the exact same response he had given days ago. The annoying part? He sounded confident about it. Dangerously confident. Before she could respond— The Alpha left. Leaving

Too Close “Again.” Sam groaned. The moment she heard that word, she already knew her morning was ruined. Officially. Completely. Irreversibly. The sun had barely risen above the snowy mountains of White Fang Territory, and yet Froz White Fang was already treating her like a warrior preparing for war. A cruel warrior. A heartless warrior. A very handsome warrior. Unfortunately. “Do you know any other word?” Sam complained. Froz folded his arms. “Yes.” “Good.” “Again.” Sam nearly threw a snowball at his face. Nearly. Unfortunately, she valued her life. Somewhat. The Alpha’s

The First Protection The atmosphere inside the library changed instantly. One second, the room had been quiet. Warm. Comfortable. The next— Tension swallowed everything. Sam slowly stood from her chair. Her heart already pounding. Because she knew. She knew something was wrong. Metro wasn’t the type to panic. The loyal servant remained calm even during emergencies. If he looked worried— The situation was serious. Very serious. Froz’s expression hardened immediately. “What happened?” Metro took a breath. “A messenger arrived from the Warm Clan.” Sam’s stomach tightened. Immediately. “What about my family?” Metro glanced at her. Then toward Froz. The hesitation alone was enough to make her nervous. Finally— “The messenger is injured.” Silence. Heavy silence. Froz was already moving. “Where?” “The main hall.” The Alpha turned toward Sam. “Stay here.” She blinked. “What?” His blue eyes narrowed. “Stay here.” Sam crossed her arm