My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King A number of the surrounding Wolves, including her friends, roar with laughter. I suppress my smile as I look resolutely in the other direction. Blake catches my eye from the alpha table and winks before going back to his conversation with Robert. Isla flees the Great…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Chapter Thirty-Eight Callum has left? After everything that happened between us? Last night, I betrayed my kingdom when I kissed him. Despite that, he has ridden out to find the Wolf King-someone who will undoubtedly either execute me or send me straight back to Sebastian. And…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King And I am on fire. Flames rage inside me, longing for release. It is suffocating. The heat. The furnace. The weight of him. The pressure building at my core. I sink my fingernails into his back and he groans as his mouth moves lower, and one…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King He leans against the stone wall, the torchlight flickering across his face. The top few buttons of his shirt are undone where Callum grabbed him. He cocks an eyebrow at Fiona. “Breathe a word of this to anyone, and I’ll end you.” She points her finger…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King Every muscle in my body hardens, and every bone stiffens. No, my soul is screaming, but I’m that statue in my dreams again and I can’t get the words out. No. No. No. I am not ready for that question. I am not ready to admit…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King A soft whimper escapes me. “Fuck.” His voice is rough and raw against my lips. He grabs my hips and pulls me closer, and I press myself into him-desperate to ease the ache that’s building. His kiss deepens as he backs me into the wall and…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King I pad across the cold floorboards toward him, but when he growls, I still. “Don’t,” he says, and there is power in his command. I freeze, my expression hardening. “Tell me what’s wrong.” He takes a deep breath. Then he turns to the door. “What are…

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “I didn’t know you wore breeches,” I say. “The way you were looking at me earlier. . .” He leans against the wall by the window, his eyes glinting playfully as he shakes his head. “I thought I’d better cover myself up as much as possible….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “Okay,” I say. “Wash me.” Chapter Thirty-Three Callum stills. He’s facing away from me, and the muscles in his back harden. I don’t think he’s breathing. I don’t think I am, either. We are both frozen in time. Only, my heartbeat is wild in my ears….

Filed to story: My Kidnapper Is the Wolf King “It’s not a big deal,” I say, though I feel more daring than I have ever felt in my life. “People bathe me all the time. It’s just a bath.” His eyes glint as though he can see through my lie. He drags his teeth over…