Kidnapped By My Mate Book Novels & Stories

She is mine. I cannot fight the bond, this bond given by the Moon Goddess. I’ve tried, and now that I am staring at the possibility of losing her, losing my mate, through the mechanics of a forced non-mate claim, I realise that fighting against my emotions, against fate was fighting a losing battle. Then the second thought arrives. It lands at the bottom of my stomach like a stone dropped into still water, heavy and silent, sending fractures outward in every direction. Avara is my mate. And my father knows.

he declares, his voice laced with satisfaction as he grabs hold of my hair, dragging me across the hard floor. The sound of metal creaking signals our return to my cell, and Alice's exclamation of my name echoes around me as the cell door bangs shut. I lie there, unable to see, with my eyes swollen shut from the merciless beating. Panting heavily, silent tears streaming down my battered face, I can't help but feel a sense of despair washing over me. Alone in the darkness of my cell, I wonder if this is where my journey ends. Just when things were starting to look up, with me finally finding my mate, fate decides to throw a curveball by letting me get kidnapped by rogues. I can't shake the fe

"Send her to the healer now." Two guards stepped forward again, this time lifting me by the arms. I struggled, shouting, "No, wait! I have the bone flute! He gave it to me!" I looked down at my tightly clenched right hand and released the grip, but there was nothing. Even the flute was gone. My knees went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground. The guards dragged me toward the stone cell. Around me, the pack's eyes were filled with pity. "What a poor child. She's lost her mind."

She couldn't see where they were going because the car was covered in black glass. Who were these men and what did they want with her? they knew her deepest secret and it was scaring her. who was the lady they were dragging and touching earlier and how come she was carried instead of that lady. Was it a planned work or was it one of the men she had met that day? what if it was the man who she slapped while he was touching her. Is this his plan of revenge, or was it the man she walked out on when she asked her to be his mistress or it could have been the third man because he said something about her not coming from a rich background? Did he know her parents or her story and could any of those

After being forced to go to rogue wolf territory to exchange my mate's kidnapped childhood sweetheart while three months pregnant, I was tortured to death. I lay dying in the rogue territory, my body broken by silver torture while Willow's dog received protection back at the pack. As the powerful warrior was stopped from leaving, my daughter still clutched the healing gemstone case, now empty. She clenched her small fists, now turning purplish, and begged Willow again and again. "Please, let the warrior come save my mom?" her small voice pleaded.

Memories slammed into her– him weaving clovers and that gentle laughter Draven tugged her, forcing her to face him. His lips curled into a fierce, humorless smile. “ You were too good for him” liora glared at him hard. “Yu can glare all you want, little wolf. You can hate me, fight me, scream at me” his hand pressed to her waist, possessive. “But the bond doesn't lie” Her chest rose and fell in sharp panic. Her nails dug into his wrist, desperate to pry him off. “Being your mate is a death sentence.” She spat. “My pack will never allow it. And I will never choose you”

"I’ll go downstairs and prepare dinner." The moment the door clicked shut behind him, I turned the lock. My back hit the smooth wood, and I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, pulling my knees tight against my chest. I let out a ragged breath I hadn't realized I was holding. Panic, cold and sharp, flooded my veins. The reality of the situation was crashing down on me like a tidal wave. We were fugitives. Bane was being accused of regicide, of murdering the Head Alpha and I was trapped in a remote village with a man who was technically a stranger, despite the burning, silver-rimmed mate bond pulsing violently against the column of my neck.

Thrashing and kicking, I felt a bag placed over my head and I couldn’t see anything anymore and even faster than the bag was a prickling feeling in my neck as something jabbed into it. I felt weak, numb from my neck down and my eyes struggled to stay open, my legs felt wobbly and I didn’t need a sage to tell me what was going on. I’m being kidnapped. I’m so stupid. Why did I think I could survive in a world without Aidan? “Do you think he’ll come for her?” Their voices were distorted, I could barely recognize them and I had no idea who they were talking about. Eren or Aidan. “She’s his girlfriend, he should come for her and if he doesn’t, we’re shipping her with the rest of the goods.” I fai

I spent years searching for a way to restore your sight. My dear Mia, did it hurt to be betrayed by those closest to you? I can’t imagine the despair you must have felt. My dear Mia, were you afraid when you were killed? You always feared pain the most. You were the kind of little princess who would cry for half a day over a mere scratch. My dear Mia, I’m so sorry. You must have felt so helpless and alone. I was too late. I should have come sooner. I hate Rowan with every fiber of my being and have already exiled him from Moonshadow Wolf Tribe.

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.