Chapter 38 – Kidnapped by My Mate Novel (Belle & Grayson) Online Free by Annie Whipple

Filed To Story: Kidnapped by My Mate Novel (Belle & Grayson) Online Free by Annie Whipple

It’s not like Grayson would notice if I were gone.

He said that he wanted me here, becoming furious when I threatened to leave but never actually talks to me or checks up on me to make sure that I’m actually here.

It would be beyond easy to sneak out of here, grab a cab with what little money I had left, and go make a new life somewhere else.

But every time I summoned enough courage to finally do it, something would stop me. A tug in my chest would tell me not to give up hope, not to leave Grayson just yet.

One morning, as I tossed and turned after a restless night of no sleep, I heard footsteps outside of my door. I sat up in confusion.

Nobody ever came down here except me.

Especially not this early.

The sun hadn’t even risen yet.

The person hesitated outside the door before the doorknob slowly turned.

As the stranger stepped in, I noticed my body instantly releasing all of its tension.

The dull ache that had been in my body seemed to lift from me.

I couldn’t see who it was but by my body’s reaction to the large figure standing in the doorway, I knew who it was.

“Grayson?” I asked into the dark.

He approached me without saying a word, acting as if I hadn’t spoken.

He bent down when he had reached the bed I was sitting on and brought me into his arms, lifting me as if I weighed nothing at all.

He began carrying me out of the room and up the stairs nearby, still not speaking.

“Grayson?” I asked again. I hesitated, not sure how to act in this situation. On the one hand, I didn’t want to upset him. But on the other hand, I was a little scared of where this was leading. “What’s going on? Where are we going?”

“Shh,” he replied. “Don’t talk.”

My brows knit together. What the hell was going on?

He brought me to his room, where I hadn’t been in days, and kicked it open. Once inside, he unceremoniously dropped me on the bed and walked back over to the door to close and lock it.

I stared at him. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on now?” I asked in a quiet voice.

He switched the lights on and approached me. His eyes were pitch black and his hair was messy. I could tell that he had just woken up. He must have gotten dressed and then gotten me right after.

Once he was standing in front of me, he crossed his arms over his chest and looked me over slowly. It felt like his eyes were criticizing every inch of my body.

“Have you gained weight?” He asked.

My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?” Did he really just bring here me just to tell me that I looked fat? If anything, I had lost weight during my time in his pack.

He scowled as he continued to analyze my body. “You look bigger,” he said.

I rose to my feet. “You know what, Alpha?” I spat. “If your only reason for waking me up and bringing me to your room this early in the morning was to criticize my appearance, there’s no way I’m going to sit here and take it. Fuck you.” I walked past him, trying to keep my composure as I walked to the door.

But before I could leave, a gentle hand wrapped around my arm and pulled me back. I looked back at him. He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “That’s not why I brought you here. The wolf was getting antsy and wanted to be with you.”

My weary mood lifted a bit. Even though his wolf was still a part of Grayson, I had a soft spot for the wolf that lived inside him. He seemed to want me even when Grayson didn’t. “The wolf? Do you mean your wolf?” I asked.

He scowled at me. “Yes, my wolf. What other wolf would I be talking about?”

I dropped my gaze, suddenly feeling embarrassed. For what, I wasn’t sure. “I don’t know.”

We stayed like that for a few seconds in silence.

I shifted uncomfortably. “Was it only your wolf who wanted to see me?”

I couldn’t bring myself to look at him as I waited for his response.

I didn’t truly understand why I cared so much if he wanted to see me or not but it felt like my entire life was riding on his response.

At first, he didn’t say anything, but a soft hissing sound came from his chest. I looked at him then. I’d never heard him make that noise before.

“I think it’s time we mate, Belle,” he stated. “I need the power that you are capable of bringing me through the mate bond if we are to face what’s to come.”

I wasn’t exactly sure what I looked like, but I was sure my eyes were about to pop out of my eye sockets from shock.

“What?” I asked.

He hissed again. “I don’t like repeating myself.”

In a flash, faster than I had ever seen Grayson move, he lifted me into his arms and harshly dropped me on the bed.

His lips smashed onto mine.

I gasped into the kiss, too shocked to enjoy the fact that the man I loved was touching me for the first time in weeks.

Dull sparks danced across my skin. I frowned as his lips moved down my neck. The sparks weren’t nearly as strong as they usually are. In fact, this all felt wrong.

I pushed on his shoulders lightly. “Grayson, stop.”

He ignored me.

I pushed on him again, harder this time. “No, I am not doing this again! You do not get to choose when you want to use me! I am not a toy, Grayson!”

I finally grabbed his face and shoved it back with all of my force.

He moved back slightly in shock, lifting his body off mine just enough for me to scramble off the bed. He hissed loudly and made an attempt to grab me and force me back on the bed but I dodged him quickly.

“What the hell is the matter with you?” I screamed. I had finally moved away enough so that he would have to stand if he wanted to get to me. I could feel tears forming in the corners of my eyes but I pushed them down, refusing to cry right now. Grayson only stared at me, seeming surprised by my outbreak.

“You will not speak to me like that,” Grayson spat. “I am your alpha. I demand your respect and cooperation.” He stood and approached me slowly. I knew he was trying to intimidate me.

I stood my ground. “Well, you know what, Alpha? Ever since we’ve come back to your pack, you’ve treated me like an inconvenience, like I didn’t matter to you at all. The only time you ever talk to me is when it’s forced on you or when you’re in the mood to use my body like some plaything! I thought you loved me.” I took a deep breath, just barely getting past the sob that was rising in my throat. “But now I know that I’m only here to bring you power. You don’t love me and you never have.”

Grayson shrugged. “And what if that’s true? The mate bond will force you to stay with me no matter how I treat you.”

I sucked in a deep breath. That was all the confirmation that I needed. This wasn’t the Grayson that I knew back in Paris. This Grayson didn’t want me. And you know what? I didn’t want him.

I shook my head. The tears were flowing freely down my cheeks at this point as I came to my final conclusion. Keeping intense eye contact with my so-called mate, I said, “I’m done letting the mate bond make decisions for me. I’m leaving. I never want to see you again.”

He didn’t respond at first.

It seemed as though he was having an inner battle with his wolf, showing all of the telltale signs that he was about to shift. His arms sprouted with thick, dark hair, his teeth elongated, and his chest grew twice its normal size.

His wolf was fighting to come out.

It broke my heart.

But it was ultimately Grayson’s silence that sealed the deal.

The Grayson that I fell in love with would have fought for me and been heartbroken if I said what I just did. He wouldn’t be fighting his wolf, the only part of him who wanted me for the right reasons.

I nodded in understanding. It was over. “Goodbye, Grayson,” I said through my tears. I turned and walked out the door with my head held high. Grayson was too preoccupied with his inner turmoil to even notice I was leaving.

I left my heart back in that room that day. And I was sure that I would never get it back.

BELLE POV

I sprinted down the stairs of the packhouse after leaving Grayson’s room, barely able to see where I was going through the tears streaming down my face.

It didn’t matter where I was going.

All I cared about at that moment was getting as far away from Grayson as possible.

My chest was constricting, making it hard for me to breathe. My mind became foggy and I stumbled on the last step of the stairs and tripped.

I couldn’t stop myself from falling directly onto my butt, whimpering when my back made painful contact with a step behind me.

I didn’t lift myself up.

I didn’t move.

I didn’t think I could even if I wanted to.

My body felt like it was breaking down bit by bit, almost as if it knew what was happening to me. It knew that I had just lost my mate, the man that I was supposed to love for the rest of my life. Not having the strength to get up, I sat on the bottom step of the stairs and sobbed.

I brought my hands up to my face and cried harder than I ever had in my life.

I never thought anything would hurt more than the day when my dad died but I was so so wrong. This felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest, leaving me to die a slow and painful death filled with misery and regret.

I was thankful that it was still early in the morning because none of the pack members would be awake. They wouldn’t witness how broken I was, sitting here crying over someone who didn’t even want me.

But I guess it wouldn’t matter if someone saw me. Grayson’s pack hated me.

Nothing would change that.

“Luna?” someone suddenly said.

My head snapped up and relief entered my chest when I locked eyes with Kyle’s. He was standing in front of me in sweatpants and a T-shirt, looking like he had just woken up.

As his sleepy eyes ran over my broken form, fury and worry entered his expression.

“What the fuck happened to you?” he asked.

I couldn’t stop the sob that escaped my throat as I looked at him. I put my hand over my mouth as I pulled my shaking form up to a standing position. I tried to open my mouth to tell him all that happened but nothing came out.

I felt numb.

So instead, I just shook my head and launched myself into his arms.

Kyle, completely shocked, stumbled back a bit when I made contact with him.

He hesitated a second, probably worrying about what Grayson would think if he saw us hugging, but then securely wrapping his arms around me and squeezed me tight.

“Hey, shh,” he said as he ran his hand up and down my back in a soothing way. It didn’t stop me from sobbing uncontrollably into his neck.

He didn’t try to push me to explain which I was extremely grateful for. He just held me as I cried. I had never appreciated Kyle more than in that moment.

After a few seconds like that, Kyle said, “Hey, everything is going to be alright. I’m going to mind-link the alpha and he’ll help you. Whoever did this to you is going to face severe consequences. Everything is going to be okay, I promise.”

My head snapped up in a panic and I took a step back so I could see his face. “No!

No, you can’t mind-link Grayson! I can’t see him right now. I can’t see him. Please, Kyle. Please don’t tell him.”

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