My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I look between the two costumes I instructed Callum to bring me. The first impression I make with his king is important and I have a difficult choice to make. One garment is white and simple. It would make me look innocent and demure, like a…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King As soon as I’ve done it, I regret it. I don’t know much about Wolves, but these collars are important to the alphas. Blake may be different than the others, but he is an alpha nonetheless. For a moment, we’re paused in time. Neither of us…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King My gaze snaps to Callum and my eyebrows raise with a thousand questions. “You’re asking me that?” He offers me a soft smile as I crash to my knees beside him. Chapter Forty-Two Ipress my forehead against Callum’s, and let his heat envelope me. My eyes…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King He grins. “You can?” “Yes. And you’re missing the point. Why didn’t you just come and tell me you were leaving?” When he opens his mouth to respond, I give him a sharp look. “And don’t say you didn’t have time.” He runs a hand over…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Gentlemen kiss their ladies.” He raises an eyebrow. “Is that so?” “Yes. There is a moment in the wedding ceremony where the groom kisses the bride.” His eyes glint with mischief. “Hm. It seems I’m not quite as well versed in the ways of gentlemen as…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Has it ever occurred to you that he’s not as bad as you make him out to be?” “He is every bit as bad as I make him out to be! And I leave for a few days, and I come back, and you’re wearing his…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Callum?” I bolt across the room and grab his hand. His fingers don’t curl around mine like they usually do. His skin is cold. Dots dance in front of my eyes as Blake kneels by my side. He grabs Callum’s shoulder and inspects the wound. “Why…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King How dare she. I storm down the spiral staircase into a corridor. I’m going to the Great Hall, and I will show Isla that it was a mistake to provoke me. I will show her what happens when she steals from the princess of the- I…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Her gaze snaps to Blake’s collar. Her eyes widen in surprise, before a look of wariness crosses her face. Then she releases a harsh laugh. “You’ve moved on fast, haven’t you?” She steps back into her group of friends. “Come on, let’s go to breakfast. I’m…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Why are you afraid?” “None of your business.” I hover by his desk, unsure of what to do. As I’m debating, he half crawls up the bed and slumps on his pillows, groaning again. I sigh. Tentatively, I approach. “I think you’ve taken too much,” I…