My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “She was,” I say softly. It’s not yet midday when we reach the village, and the rain finally stops. Stone houses scatter across the sloping landscape, many with smoke coming from their chimneys. The streets are packed with people heading in the same direction as us,…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I noticed yesterday that Ian and some of the other members of Lochlan’s clan seemed hostile. I want to make sure I can protect myself. I slide out of bed. Callum stirs beside me, a soft growl scraping against his throat, but he doesn’t wake. The…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King ‘s light is gone from the sky, we know she finds herself in the furthest depths of his prison once more. On this night, we commemorate the sacrifice she made, and shine our light for her so she knows that we remember.” The priestess walks around…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Blake had no right. I spin around. His exasperation pulses in my chest, flickers across his face. I slap him. His head snaps to the side, and the sound of the impact echoes off the stones. A murmur travels around the circle, as if his clan…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “I. . .I am.” Crawling over me, he rests one forearm on the pillow by my head, and nudges my thighs further apart with his knee. Breathing deeply, expression strained and full lips wet, he guides himself to my entrance. He groans when he pushes inside….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King When I look over my shoulder, Lowfell Castle is a mere dot in the darkness, surrounded by rippling water that reflects the moonlight. My breath catches, and freedom fills my lungs. Despite everything that has happened-being attacked by James, Blake linking our lives, his plot against…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Blake. Whenever he lays on the charm, there’s reason to worry.” His eyes darken. “I didn’t even know they were friends.” I touch his arm. “At least he can probably talk Lochlan into supporting you.” Callum sighs, his breath a plume of mist before his troubled…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King And I’ll love. I’ll love wholly and unreservedly. I’ll love until I am bursting with it. My breathing slows. The night swims around me, dark and full of shadow. My soul aches. My eyelids close. Someone is shouting. Someone is whispering. Everything is cold. And then,…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King A smoky wave of amusement washes through me, though I’m not sure where it originates from. It is strange, I suppose, hearing them talk to one another almost as though they are friends. “So they say,” says Blake. “But you didn’t kill him.” “No. It just…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I expect judgement, or perhaps horror. Instead, a proud smile spreads across his lips. I feel dark satisfaction rise within me, too. Though the emotion feels like it belongs to someone else, and it tastes like the outdoors at night. When I get to the part…