Chapter 96 – Kidnapped by My Mate Series II: His Lost Queen

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Without warning, his hands traveled down to my butt, and he swiftly lifted me onto the counter.

I gasped. “What are you doing?”

His eyes locked on my lips. “Need to kiss you.”

Before I could respond, his lips were on mine, coaxing me into a deep, passionate kiss.

I pulled away.

Grayson growled. “Not done,” he said, trying to pull me back to him.

I giggled. “Don’t we have things to do today? We spent all morning in bed doing basically this.”

“Nothing that is more important than this. I’m making up for lost time.”

Someone began violently banging on the door, shocking us both out of our intimate moment.

“Belle!” a voice shouted on the other side of the door. “Belle!”

Grayson growled under his breath, pulling me to him by my hips so I was flush against him. His eyes turned black and then a dark red as both creatures inside him came to the surface.

“It’s Liam!” I said, recognizing his voice. I tried to jump off the counter I was sitting on, but Grayson’s huge body blocked me. “Grayson, what are you doing? Let me go!

I have to go talk to him.”

“No,” Grayson grunted in response.

“No?” I repeated, shocked.

“No.”

I scoffed, pushing at his chest again. He didn’t budge. “You have no right to tell me what to do.” I shoved at his shoulders, trying to get him to move but to no avail.

I was even more infuriated when Grayson grabbed both my wrists with a single hand, completely preventing my movements and ignoring my cries of protest.

Then he leaned down and gently nipped at my mark. I couldn’t help my body’s reaction as I melted against him, letting him take the weight of my upper half in his arms.

“Belle!” Liam continued to shout. The door’s handle began to shake violently. “I know you’re in there! My dad owns the hotel, so I can get a key card real easy!”

Without saying a word, Grayson lifted me into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist as if I were a child, and carried me into the bedroom, where he dropped me unceremoniously on the bed.

I could feel Grayson’s muscles as he moved away from me. “Stay here,” he said, leaving a lingering kiss on my forehead.

He took a step back, obviously planning on leaving me there on my own. I immediately jumped to my feet.

Grayson’s eyes snapped to me as I followed him. “What did I just say?” he asked, his voice sounding like gravel.

I crossed my arms over my chest. “What did I  just say? Stop telling me what to do.”

His nostrils flared. “I will not have you anywhere near that vampire until I know what it is that he wants.

“Do not test my wolf right now because it will not be you who will have to deal with the consequences. It’ll be him. So stay. Here. ”

I knew I had no other option than to do as he told me. I watched him march away from me, noting that the width of his chest was slightly bigger than normal, his wolf trying to take over.

The banging on the door increased. Liam was getting impatient. I had no doubt the door would come crashing down at any moment.

“Grayson!” I called after him. He looked back at me, breathing deeply. “Don’t hurt him.”

His fingers curled into his palms, his dark brows slashing together. He studied me for several seconds, obviously struggling with my request.

“I won’t hurt him unless he gives me a reason to. Stay quiet, and everything should be fine,” he finally responded, his voice jagged and deep. He turned, and in a flash, I was alone in the room.

I heard Grayson opening the door outside the room.

“Where the hell is she?” Liam demanded, his angry footsteps entering the hotel suite. “What did you do with her? I can smell her, so I know she’s here. Belle! Belle, where are you?”

“You will not refer to my mate by her first name, vampire,” Grayson snarled.

My fingernails dug into the marble countertop as I listened, forcing myself to stay where I was so I didn’t endanger Liam. Why did Grayson have to be so abrupt with him and rude?

There was no way Liam was going to respond well to that.

“I’ll call her whatever the fuck I want because she’s my friend,  and ~I’m~ the one who has been taking care of her~.~

“Where the hell have you been over the last few months when she wasn’t eating, sleeping, or barely even functioning, huh?

“What about when she had nowhere to live or when I found her sobbing in pain in the rain because of what you did to her?

“You call yourself her mate, but then go ahead and let her suffer, you fucking jackass.”

Uh oh.

I didn’t even have to be in the room to know that a fight had broken out. I could hear it.

Great. Just great.

BELLE

A huge bang sounded, and then the sound of splintering wood. Grayson was growling, followed by Liam’s grunts.

I jumped off the counter and sprinted across the room, throwing the door open in a panic. It had been barely thirty seconds since I heard the fight break out, and the room was in total ruins.

The dining table was completely broken, split down the middle.

There were claw marks along the couch cushions, artwork torn off the walls, and shards of glass all over the floor from one of the balcony doors shattering.

The two of them were moving in a blur across the room, so fast that I could barely even follow their movements. They growled and hissed as they plowed into the walls of the suite’s living room.

“Stop!” I yelled in a panic. “Grayson! Liam! Stop! Please!”

They completely ignored me, smashing into the large wooden table and demolishing it. They were making so much noise I was surprised the hotel staff wasn’t alerted.

I did the only thing I could think of. I ran through the broken doors to the balcony.

My legs were shaking as I climbed onto the railing overlooking Evergreen, nearly twenty stories up in the air.

I slowly stood and turned, balancing on the thick but terrifyingly high-up rail. I had never been super afraid of heights, thank goodness, but even this had me faltering.

“Stop! ” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was sure even the people beneath me on the road could hear my plea.

Both men finally stopped in the middle of the room, panting, their gazes swinging to land on me. It was then I noticed Grayson had shifted into his wolf.

My whole body filled with emotion and longing as I looked at him. I hadn’t seen Grayson’s wolf since Paris. It made me realize how much I had missed him.

Just like Grayson’s human side, he had grown much bigger since the last time I had seen him, but somehow still managed to make me feel safe and comforted just by being in the same room.

“Belle, thank God. You’re alright,” Liam said. He scanned where I was standing.

“What the fuck are you doing? Get down from there! You’re going to fucking kill yourself!”

“It’s the only way I could get your attention. Neither of you were listening to me.”

Grayson’s wolf crouched low as he approached me, almost making me think he was hunting me until I noticed the way his ears were folded up in a non-threatening way.

His eyes were wide and worried. I realized with a start that he was coming to get me down.

“Wait,” I said, holding my hands out and looking down behind me to ensure I didn’t accidentally fall to my death. “Don’t come near me, Grayson. I mean it. I need you to listen to me.”

Grayson ignored me, continuing to move toward me slowly, trying not to scare me.

He was now only five feet away from me.

“Grayson, seriously—”

I shrieked when he suddenly pounced, leaping up and chomping down on the front of my shirt and forcing me to go falling.

Liam called my name simultaneously, just as shocked by Grayson’s actions as I was.

I thought my face would smash into the concrete beneath me, but Grayson quickly flipped around, so instead, I went flying onto his back, encased by his fuzziness, totally unharmed.

That didn’t mean I wasn’t still pissed.

“What the hell, Grayson?” I demanded, hitting his side as I pushed off him. “Did you not hear me when I told you not to come near me, you big oaf? You could have killed me!”

Grayson shot several quick growls back as if saying, “I almost killed you?”

“Belle, are you okay?” Liam asked, now standing in the doorway with a worried expression.

It was the first time I noticed that his eyes were bright red and his fangs and claws were out, his vampire side in control.

I couldn’t help but freeze as I observed him, still not used to seeing red eyes anywhere but in my nightmares.

Grayson turned and growled at him, crouching down in a hunting pose for real this time, probably angry with him for scaring me.

To his credit, Liam stood his ground even as Grayson’s wolf—who was an admittedly terrifying creature and larger than a horse—bared and chomped his teeth at him.

I slapped Grayson’s side again. “Quit it,” I scolded him. Grayson backed down a bit. I turned my gaze back to Liam. “I’m fine. Annoyed but fine.”

Before I could stop him, Grayson turned back to me and began incessantly licking my face, making me giggle and shove him away from me.

“Yeah, yeah, I missed you too, big guy.”

Grayson gave one last lick to his mark on my neck, causing a shiver down my spine, before settling his huge head and paws on my lap, nuzzling his head into the side of my knee like a sweet puppy.

It was almost comical, and I couldn’t help but giggle and run my hand over the soft fur of his head.

When I looked back up at Liam, he was watching us with confusion and shock written all over his face.

It occurred to me that he had never witnessed mates interacting before, so it must have seemed odd to him. My face brightened a bit.

“What are you doing here, Liam?” I asked him, clearing my throat. I tried to get up, but Grayson pushed me back down with his massive jaw. I huffed.

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