My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “The day I feel the need to prove myself to you is the day I relinquish my title as alpha of Highfell,” says Callum. Blake somehow manages to look bored even with Callum tightly gripping his wrist. “If you want my help, you’ll put her in…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “The prick knew I’d agree to you staying here,” he says. “He’s had someone prepare the room.” He pulls out a white nightdress and hands it to me. It looks like it’s exactly my size. “It’s clean,” he says. “Oh. Thank you.” I shift from one…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King A strange feeling jolts through me. Recognition, perhaps, though I am sure we’ve never met. Callum stiffens. Duncan sits down at the empty seat at the left hand side of the table, and my attention flicks back to where it should be right now.. There’s something…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Go on,” he says. He walks forward, nudging me through, then closes the door behind us. He drops into a leather armchair by a window that looks out onto the loch. There is a large armoire on one wall, and a chest at the foot of…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “I was worried about you, Callum,” she mumbles. “So worried.” And I feel like someone has just punched me in the gut. My blood pumps cold and it is stupid for my body to be reacting this way. Because he is a wolf and an enemy….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King She rushes off, presumably toward the kitchens, leaving me feeling rattled. “She hated me,” I say. I’m used to indifference within the walls of the palace, but not hatred. “Can you blame her?” I swivel round to face him. “I have done nothing to her. And…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I wince at the face starting back at me. My skin is pale and my eyelids are puffy. There are errant twigs caught in my tangled hair and I wish I had a brush and a hair tie. I don’t look like a Southlands princess at…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Ghealach,” he curses under his breath. “Your feet.” Above, the clouds shift, illuminating the valley and the moonlit loch. My gaze is fixed on the alpha. He’s looking at my bare feet and a flicker of something. . . shame, perhaps. . . crosses his face….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Callum stiffens. “Princess?” I roll onto my back. “I was supposed to marry Sebastian tonight. I should. . . I should be his wife right now.” Callum turns his head to the side. “Aye.” A warmth builds inside me. I don’t hide the slow smile that…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Go away,” I say. “If you’re not out in five minutes, I’ll be coming in after you.” Despite how much he is antagonizing me, I find the corner of my lip twitching once he has disappeared. He is clearly in good spirits this morning, and for…