My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King When I turn to face him, he’s looking at me. He averts his gaze. “Come on,” he says, his voice a little rough. He hoists me up on the horse, then mounts behind me. Soon, we’re back on the road, and on our way to the…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King ?” “Aye. I let him disobey me because I knew about the lass he wanted to save. I was too soft on the lad.” “Dislocating someone’s arm is hardly taking care of them, nor being soft!” “It’s better than killing them for your betrothed’s amusement!” His…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “When the first men invaded the Northlands, the Elderwolf was gravely injured. The Moon left her post in the sky to come to him-though it was forbidden. She shared her wild and dangerous power with him, and he was able to transform-to heal, and to seek…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I feel the soft laugh in the alpha’s chest. Fergus looks sharply at him. “This is madness,” says Fergus, exasperated. “They’ll come after us.” “Aye, probably.” “What were you thinking?” “I was thinking that seeing as we can’t find what it is we’re looking for, the…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King It is highly inappropriate for us to be this close, for him to be this familiar with me. Every time the thought occurs to me and I stiffen, trying to put some space between us, he nudges me back again. After a while, whether it’s the…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King They both get up and saunter over, and my pulse begins to race. I can smell the alcohol on the air and see the intent in their eyes-even in the near darkness. Ryan jumps to his feet. “Magnus-“ “Sit down, lad,” says the ratlike one with…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King When I’m settled, the alpha’s gaze darts around the shadowy group of eight and his brow creases. “Where’s Ryan?” I scan the shadowy male faces and see the boy with the dislocated arm isn’t here. “The wee lad?” A burly man with red hair and a…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “That’s it. Easy now.” His voice is surprisingly gentle. “Good lass.” I snap back into my body. “Are you okay?” “Fine,” I say, my tone clipped, my voice hoarse. Because I’m not, and he knows it, and now I am weak. I avert my gaze, but…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King My eyes jolt open. Rain hammers against the walls, and the fire in the grate is completely out. As my vision adjusts to the darkness, I realize what woke me. There is faint shouting coming from somewhere within the castle. I frown, my breath misting in…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “You can have this back when you behave yourself.” When he pockets it, I kick his chest. He grabs my ankle, putting a hand on my lower back to steady me. Our eyes meet, and my breath hitches at the intensity of his expression. “What do…