Kidnapped By My Mate Audiobook Novels & Stories

His presence filled the room, a pressure against every breast. “You will listen to me, Kaelen," he snarled, his tone heavy with iron. "I despise Draven. Fact. But he is her mate. And she is pregnant. I will not abandon my daughter when she is bearing life. Even if it costs me my pride, I will not endanger her for your insanity.". Kaelen's lips opened, but there was nothing. His throat closed, his eyes wide, as though the ground had been yanked away from him. For an instant, his desperation lost its way to something like innocence, shattered.

Once the rejected Luna is now a reason for laughter and mockery amongst these people. My anxiety about this condition kept growing with each passing minute. It was as if they put a knife to my heart. “Somebody please help,” I coped but with a small voice that no one could hear. “Moon goddess please send someone for me that will come to help me,” I kept praying with whispers. Helplessness began to overwhelm me as tears began to stream down my face. Just then I heard a powerful presence as it began to walk toward my cell in the prison. ‘Could that be Ethan? Has he come to mock me again? No… he may have come to ******* me like he did with other prisoners,’ I thought as I shook inside of me.

Every night I sleep and tears of oppression are my partner in my journey of torment with him. I wiped the tears that flowed down my cheeks. In the end, I knew I wasn't good enough to have a mate like him. He's right; before meeting him, I was a very bad and selfish rogue girl, who only loved herself. I had only one hope, and every lunar night, I prayed that this would be the day he would accept me as his mate, and the gods would listen to my prayer. My painful thoughts faded when I heard the voice of the chief senior omega telling me, "Hurry up; there's a lot of work ahead of you."

The Morgan home had always been a sanctuary for me, especially in recent years as my marriage deteriorated. A polished tray bore steaming Premium Bird's Nest Soup Reserves, specially prepared by Aunt Heather to soothe my fatigue after my recent ordeals. "Your aunt made this specially for you," Grandma explained, guiding me to a comfortable chair. "She was worried when she heard about your... incident." I knew she was referring to the kidnapping, though we avoided discussing it directly in front of Emma. News traveled fast in werewolf circles, especially when it involved the Luna of the Silvercliff Pack.

It was simply impossible. Every detail of tonight was still fresh in my memory, so how could Kyle have just… vanished? "Kyle, where are you?" I cried, my voice breaking. Dad immediately ordered the ceremony paused. Several guards hurried over, and Helena explained the situation to Garrett Wildclaw, the lead guard. I struggled to keep my voice steady, petrified of ending up in the stone cell again. "Dad, I'm not causing any trouble. I'm looking for my mate. He came here with me tonight, but now he's gone! He must still be somewhere in our territory. Please, help me find him!"

And my mate had been taken. finis

She looked at me but said nothing, she wouldn’t look me in the eye if she knew the kind man that I am and the reputation that I held. But I never wanted my mate to be scared of me. It was one of my fears. “I’m not going to hurt you, trust me.” She huffed and broke the eye contact, I withdrew my fingers from her chin, and with her face turned away, I couldn’t tell the expression she held on her face. ‘Mate is pretty.’ Jax remarked. I know. We have a beautiful mate. “You don’t believe me do you?” “You kidnapped me, and you want me to believe everything that you are going to say to me?”

Sebastian lifted himself and stroked my hair, "it is ok, don't be scared. I would never do anything you don't want. " His voice was kind, but it sounded distant — like someone calling me from another world. My skin was still crawling, my throat closing up. I wanted to tell him I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but my body didn’t believe it. I looked at my mate. He was love of my life, my first and last man, my everything. But why suddenly memories of my kidnapping returned. Why, even now, I felt like trapped? Like something was terrible wrong.

“Yeah, sometimes I felt like trapped in a movie about a cute little bromance. But they were one in making their claims… You know, about you being the monster and us being the brainwashed cult followers ready to sacrifice everybody for the greater good. Then denied every possible involvement in the kidnapping and the torture and in the end, they rode into the sunset happily. I felt uncomfortable watching all this, but I would have been awfully sad if I had missed it.” Sitting up straight, I grab my pen, “Is there anything else that they said?” “Yeah,” he grins, obviously amused by my distress. “They hinted at the fact that you and your brothers got the big boy’s sister off their territory wit

I explain and he lifts his head to look at me. "Is that what you want to tell me?" "It is, let's go to the living room," I say as we go and sit on the couch together. "So what happened?" He asks. "It's a long story, just listen until I'm finished," I say and he nods, cuddling into my side. "About a year and a half ago me and my friend Marcus were kidnapped by a man called Adrian. He was a psychopath who was jealous of mine and Marcus' relationship and wanted me to himself. He raped me for a month while he tortured Marcus. When we got saved Marcus was broken down and I had to help him recover. He tried to kill himself but thankfully his husbands helped him get better and now he's okay.