Kidnapped By My Mate Book Novels & Stories

That wasn’t the way Doniel was written, yet in a way I didn’t think it was him, it felt like a missing piece but I wasn’t sure if what. As I kept reading the notebook did I notice there was just details of things and in my mind subconscious mind came more details that fit what they were trying to figure out. Because of everything going on, I kept remembering that all of this had to be about mates — about a woman I want to ask my own relatives about. She was murdered, and her pup — my grandmother — was raised by a wealthy family. I remembered the voice telling me that I had to allow the mate bond to accept who it was chosen for. Once I did, my luck would change… and my powers would return.

All I saw was my Alpha mate stepping on the gas right after slamming the door shut, eagerly rushing off to attend his ex-girlfriend's welcome-back party. He never looked back once at me as I stood in the dark forest—pregnant, desperate, and helpless. It was only at that moment that I finally gave up completely. It turned out Enzo truly didn't care about my safety, and he truly didn't love me. How laughable it was that I even hoped he might just be joking. I was so foolish to only come to my senses now. I wandered aimlessly through the hunting grounds, holding my belly. Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet gave way, and I fell straight into a shiny silver trap. Before the agony and death str

he was about to continue questioning me but I interrupted him. “Shut up dude! She is my mate!” I said to him while looking at her with a smile. “I don’t know you were that desperate for a mate that you kidnapped a baby from somewhere, brother,” I heard my sister Stella say with a smirk. “I didn’t kidnap her Stella and I am telling the truth, SHE IS MY MATE,” I said to her while she was walking towards us in all sweat while glaring at her. “Enough!” I heard my father Mike shout at us. The only person who can make me scared to the core is my father. I turn to look at my parents walking toward us.

Under their leadership, no one in Moonlight Pack went hungry or cold. They even treated me, an orphan, as if I were their own child. Those years in Owen's home were the happiest of my life. What they gave me, I would never forget. And it was precisely because of that debt that when I killed them, I made it quick. One clean strike each. I didn't let them suffer. While I lay there lost in memory, the potion had already begun extracting the first fragment. A flash of white light, and the sealed memories materialized before the crowd.

Third Person POV “My Luna!” The little boy sat close to the girl on the floor as tears left his eyes. He has nowhere to go, nor does he have anyone to meet for safety. He’s one of the orphans in the pack. His parents were dead, they were murdered during the breakout of the mate hunter, and ever since then he has been in the pack's orphanage home, where he was being taken care of. “My Luna, please get up!” He cried more.

"Uhh, you should have been here when your water first broke! What took you all so long to make it here? The packhouse is only 10 minutes from here." I saw the anger flash in my mate's eyes before she unleashed hell on this doc. "That thought had NOT occurred to me while I was kidnapped, held against my will by a psycho-ex-boyfriend who, by the way, happened to be a sadistic campfire! I was literally saved about half an hour ago!"

She answers in a whisper. "Why does knowing I'm your mate scare you?" I continue to stroke her head, and she rests her head on my shoulder. "I was taken from my pack when I was a pup. I was with my kidnappers for over five years, and the things I saw the men do to their mates were horrible. They tortured them and made us watch, telling us when we got old enough, they would do the same things to us. Sometimes, one of the younger men would take me out of my cell and beat me just for fun. He said he was going to mark me when I was eighteen, so he needed to get me prepared for what it's like to be a mate. I was lucky that all he did was hit me. Some of the other pups weren't so lucky. I vowed th

One thing's for sure, I'm the star of the school just because my mate highly values my love. But I really don't care at all. It was Zane who claimed me as his mate and not the other way around. In addition, a ten-year-old girl cannot be accused of materialism. I mean, the people who kidnapped me and took me to the Midnight Moon borders and left me behind without food or water still haven't been found. So don't blame anything on me when my mate is crazy about me and thinks I'm worth an expensive gift. Anyone who has a problem with that should try to solve it on their own.

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?”

My wolf, who'd been silent and cold and dead since Elena's murder, suddenly roared to life with a force that nearly knocked me out of the chair. MATE. No. Not possible. NOT HER. I stared at our joined hands like they were a bomb about to explode. This felt like a curse. Because the woman now destined to be mine—the other half of my soul was my dead mate's little sister. And I'd just kidnapped her.