My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “That seems like you’d be touching me.” “Aye, I know. . . but it’s not. . . I mean. . . it’s not like I’d be. . .” He shakes his head. “Ghealach ! You’ve got me tongue-tied.” He looks down at his feet. When he…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “It’s not a full moon,” he says, a hint of amusement in his tone, as if he knows I’m checking. “But I saw. . . your eyes.” “Aye.” He lets out a shaky breath. “That happens sometimes. When I get a bit. . . emotional. I’m…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Have you ever been? To the south? Beyond the Boderlands, I mean.” “Everything’s south when you’re from Highfell.” I hear the smile in his voice. “Aye, I visited King’s City once. About. . . hm. . . must have been five years ago.” “To cause trouble,…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King A strangled noise escapes his lips. “Don’t you see? This gives you your freedom! You can stay in this room, you can wander around the castle by yourself if you wish.” He points at the window. “You can even go for walks outside. No one will…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King My eyebrows knit together. “What do you mean?” “Perhaps he’ll explain it to you sometime.” She pushes off from the desk and walks back to the door. “You should wear it though. The full moon is coming and you’re a human.” Her eyes darken in the…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “So alphas are so fragile they cannot bear to be challenged on anything?” I cock my head to the side. “I think you are a lot more similar to Southlands lords than you realize.” A soft grunt of displeasure scrapes against his throat as he folds…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Halfway across the grassy expanse, he halts. Callum sniffs the air, then jumps to his feet. The two of them turn their heads toward the hill on the other side of the castle. “What is it?” I ask, alarmed, as I get up. “Horses. Fergus. Magnus….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King He nods at the copper bathtub behind him. “Take it. It’ll make you feel better.” “Where are you going?” “I’ll be outside.” He leans against the doorframe. “Unless you’d like me to help you with your bath?” I make a strangled sound at the thought of…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Just be thankful you don’t have wolf hearing,” he whispers darkly. “I had to listen to the wee lad practicing.” He gives the boy a thumbs-up as we pass by. “Great job, Brodie!” An extra shrill note rings my ears as Brodie puffs out his chest…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King He must be worried about Ryan. I am, too. I’ve no doubt Sebastian will have sent men after me. What if they caught up with the group Callum and I left behind? A couple of hours into the feast, Blake finally gets up. He weaves through…