All Chapters of Kidnapped By My Mate -His Lost Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

1. Haunting MemoriesGRAYSONMy head was spinning.Everything was a blur, my ears were ringing, and my stomach felt as if I were about to heave up my intestines. What the hell had just happened?I opened my eyes. Still disoriented, I looked around the room, trying to gain my bearings, although it proved very difficult.One second I had been standing in my room with Kyle and three red-eyed vampires, and the next, I was in a forest in front of hundreds of newborn vampires and Azazel, all of them determined to kill me and my pack members.I was relieved when I realized I was back in my room once again, lying on the hardwood floor.Although my body felt sore and weak—an effect of some sort of magic, I’m sure—the pain coursing through me wasn’t my initial worry. War was coming. And soon.Azazel’s threatening words were fresh in my mind.“Tell my brother to prepare himself, Alpha Grayson. His time as king is over,” he had said. ~“We’re coming.”~I became aware of other people in the room,

3. The Unwilling AlphaGRAYSONThe training grounds—a huge plot of land, only a five-minute walk from the pack house—were full of werewolves.Most were already in wolf form. Some were fighting off in the distance, but many were in a large group, listening to Casimir speak.I wasn’t surprised. Casimir was Zagan’s second-born, a vampire prince.I remember sitting with my father when I was young, listening to him tell me about the Mortars and the special abilities they obtained.They were an exceedingly gifted family and had been this way for centuries.Depending on when they were born in relation to their siblings, each child that was conceived had a unique role.As expected, the firstborn was the heir to the throne. They were born with natural leadership skills.The firstborn Mortar became king or queen when they came of age. Azazel had been the firstborn of his family, destined to be king.The second child born into the Mortar family was a warrior, strong and agile. They would take ov

5. BloodlustGRAYSON“I’m so sorry, Alpha,” Elijah continued. “I followed her scent as far as I could. It stopped at a bus stop.”“Fuck,” Kyle said. “Fuck, that means she could be anywhere.”I looked to the horizon where the Clan of Azazel was approaching quickly, hundreds of vampires looking for blood.I was torn—part of me wanted to protect my pack, to go fight with them and lead them, but the other part—perhaps the bigger part—wanted, needed, to go find my mate. I wasn’t anything without her.“Alpha?” Elijah asked. “What do you want me to do?”I knew I didn’t have an option. My voice came out gruff and deep—more wolf than man. “Shift. We have some vampires to fight.”We didn’t approach the army of Azazel. Instead, we let them come to us.It felt like they were moving in slow motion even though they were sprinting toward us, looking rabid and bloodthirsty, snarling and baring their fangs.I was sure it was meant to look intimidating, but it only made them look messy and untrained.

7. Unwelcoming TownBELLE“I’m a really fast learner, and I never get sick,” I told the woman behind the front counter of the cute little boutique. “And I could start as soon as possible, even right now, if you wanted.”The nice-looking shopkeeper—Loretta, her name tag said—was studying me with a sympathetic gaze.I could feel her eyes sweep over my dirty clothes and unkempt hair before finally settling on the bruise spanning the left side of my face.I knew I must have looked extremely out of place in the pristine boutique. Loretta was dressed head to toe in name brands, with red, manicured nails.There wasn’t a single piece of hair out of place on her blonde head, which framed her heart-shaped face perfectly. She looked expensive. Mature. Beautiful. She looked like she actually belonged in this town.I was nervous when I first entered the shop. I wasn’t expecting to get a job. I’m sure all of Loretta’s employees were just like her—well dressed, with their lives together.I wasn’t an

9. Painful ConnectionBELLE“Nine hundred dollars?” I demanded. “For one night?”The smiling lady behind the counter of the bed and breakfast that Liam had recommended to me nodded. “This is a very nice establishment.”It was also the only place with any vacancy in this godforsaken town. It was just great that it cost an arm and a leg to sleep here. “Are the sheets threaded with gold or something?” I asked.The woman’s kind expression turned harsh in a matter of seconds.“No,” she snapped back. “But each room has two king-size beds, views of the ocean, a personal jacuzzi, access to the beach, and a complimentary breakfast every morning.”“Is there any sort of exception that can be made? Can I make a tab and pay you back when I have the money?”I hated the idea of owing anyone, but I had no other choice. “Please, I have nowhere else to stay.”“Afraid not, dear,” the woman responded, her tone feigning sympathy. I watched her study my appearance with distaste, stopping at my bruised che