Chapter 36 – 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

He had long black hair and blood-red eyes. His sharp fangs were peeking out from beneath his top lip that was pulled into a sinister smirk.

It was Azazel Mortar, the former vampire king.

He approached the two of us slowly, looking at me with a pleased expression on his face. I growled loudly, baring my teeth at him and trying desperately to move my body.

But it was no use. Adalee had me paralyzed on the ground.

“Well done, Adalee,” he said. “I have to say, I almost didn’t think you had it in you. I am very happy that I was wrong.”

Adalee smiled in return and took a step back.

“Stand,” Azazel said to me.

My body moved of its own accord, bringing me to my feet but, other than that, remaining completely frozen. Azazel looked me up and down, and I couldn’t do anything other than watch as his smile grew.

“My God, you are huge. I can see why you are alpha of the strongest pack in America,” he said.

This was strange coming from him, as he was almost as large as me—though leaner, less brawn.

“It will be extremely interesting to take over your body and test your strength,” he said.

“What the fuck did you just say?” I asked.

My wolf was as close to the surface as he could be without us shifting, releasing loud, vicious growls nonstop. They were so loud, they echoed into the night.

“Quiet!” Azazel said.

My jaw snapped shut in an instant, the same way that it had when Adalee had told me to be quiet earlier. The growling in my chest stopped, too, as my wolf was also silenced. My wolf whimpered in my head.

“I don’t have time to deal with your delinquent wolf right now,” Azazel said. “I’m sure I will get enough of that in the near future.” He continued to look at me, circling me slowly. “Adalee, didn’t you say that he wasn’t fully mated yet?”

“Yes,” Adalee said. “He hasn’t mated with his luna yet.”

At the mention of Belle, my wolf began to pound at the inside of my mind, trying to get free.

And with every pound, my body shook. Azazel watched me intently, obviously knowing what was going on.

“If this is how powerful he is when he isn’t even fully mature, I can only imagine how powerful he will be when he’s fully mated,” he said.

My body continued to shake.

“It’ll be fun to get to that full power. Especially if that girl I saw you entering with earlier is your mate.”

That was it. I was going to rip this man’s head clean off his body—after I was finished torturing him until he begged for mercy.

He wasn’t going to touch Belle.

He wasn’t even going to get close.

Azazel chuckled. “Enough messing around. I have a throne to win back. And your little pack is going to help me get it.”

In an instant, he was directly in front of me, moving more quickly than I had thought possible—even for a vampire. Then suddenly his fangs were deep in my throat, and I was groaning in pain. His original commands over my body seemed to fall away, and I collapsed further to the ground as his venom coursed through my veins.

I felt my consciousness begin to drift away, only to be replaced by something else.

Something dark and evil was slowly taking control over my mind and body.

I could no longer move. I could barely even think.

I fought it for as long as I could, but eventually, my body got tired of fighting and everything went black.

“This is going to be fun,”  Azazel said from inside my mind.

BELLE POV

THE PRESENT DAY…

Room 101—the one that Grayson had sent me to—was on the bottom floor of the pack house and was absolutely freezing. It was no wonder this room was free. The window was broken and wouldn’t close all the way, allowing the cold Minnesota winter air to come in and drop the room’s temperature below anything livable.

There was even some snow piling up on the floor next to the window.

And to add to that, it seemed that people had started to use the room for storage. It was filled to the brim with boxes and various old, dusty objects. I had to dig out the small creaky bed in the corner just to lie down.

After about an hour of trying to sleep in the cold, I decided that there was no way I could stay in this room and got up to find somewhere else to spend the night. The pack house was much calmer at night with everyone in their beds.

It was the first time I was really able to get a good look at the place without feeling overwhelmed by the number of people constantly surrounding me. After poking around for a while, I eventually came across a living room filled with couches and a huge TV. This would have to do for the night. I lay down on a big leather couch.

With no blanket, no pillow, and tears staining my face, I finally drifted off to sleep.

 I awoke to the feeling of someone violently shaking my shoulder.

“Hey, wake up!” a voice said. “You can’t sleep here!”

My eyes flew open; standing above me was an older woman with a vacuum in her hand.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said as I quickly sat up.

“You need to leave so that I can clean,” the woman said.

“Yes, of course. Sorry.” I stood up and was out of the room within seconds, feeling my face heat in embarrassment.

I wondered what she thought of me, and if she knew that I had been kicked out of my mate’s room. With my shoulders slumped and hardly any energy in my body from not eating for two days, I made my way to the kitchen, desperately hoping that I would finally be able to snag some food and water.

Once there, I let out a sigh of relief when I saw Kyle and Elijah making breakfast with the rest of the pack.

Elijah was the first to see me, and his face lit up. “Luna!” he yelled.

I approached them slowly, looking warily at the other werewolves, who seemed to be ignoring me instead of glaring at me. Strange.

“Hey,” I said quietly.

I looked longingly at the food they were making, hoping that they would be willing to share with me. Kyle turned from the eggs he was frying, and his jaw dropped when he saw me. He grabbed my shoulder and turned me to look at him.

“What the fuck is that?” he said, gesturing to my beat-up face.

My hand immediately flew up to my chin, and I winced when it connected with the tender bruise that Grayson had left there last night from gripping me too hard. The pain in the left side of my face was still astronomical.

I felt panic rise in my chest as I tried to come up with an explanation that didn’t involve Grayson so that I wouldn’t have to face his wrath again.

“Oh, I slipped on ice last night when I was exploring outside,” I said quickly, hoping that they’d believe me and not ask more questions.

Elijah nodded his head in understanding, obviously believing my story, which I was grateful for, but Kyle’s eyes just narrowed in on my bruises as he studied my face some more.

I shifted nervously.

“Did the alpha lose his shit when he saw you? I can only imagine how upset that must have made him,” Elijah said, shaking his head.

I nodded. “Oh, yeah. He was pretty mad. He made me put ice on it all night,” I lied.

It was easy to come up with a story as I remembered how he’d cared for my bruised face when my mother’s mate had hit me in Paris.

Elijah laughed. “Yeah, I bet he did.” He looked at my bruises again.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say a hand made those. But I know that no one would dare to hurt an alpha’s mate unless they had a death wish,” Kyle said.

Interestingly, it didn’t seem to occur to him that the alpha himself could’ve done this to me. I wouldn’t have thought that either before seeing Grayson’s true colors.

“Huh, yeah, that’s funny. Definitely not a hand,” I said as I fidgeted.

“So you’re telling me that you fell on your face when you slipped?” Kyle asked.

I nodded quickly. “Yeah, it was a pretty nasty fall,” I said.

Kyle didn’t look convinced. In fact, he looked at me with a worried expression that made me think he wasn’t buying my story.

“I’m surprised Alpha didn’t want to stay with you all day today with that massive bruise on your face. Your face is swollen up like a balloon. “You’d think his wolf would be going insane knowing that you were hurt,” Kyle said suspiciously.

I shrugged and looked down at my hands. I hated lying to them, but knew I had no other choice—unless I wanted Kyle to go and talk to Grayson.

“He said he had a lot of really important work to do today and that he would check on me later,” I said feebly.

Still not seeming convinced, Kyle continued to watch me as Elijah took over at the frying pan.

“Hey, do you think it would be okay if I stole some of your eggs?” I asked Elijah. “I haven’t eaten breakfast yet.”

Elijah smiled widely. “Of course! We have more than enough.”

“Say, Luna, can I talk to you for a second?” Kyle asked.

I nodded my head slowly, nervously. Kyle gently put a hand on my back and ushered me to the side where nobody could hear me.

“You were right,” he said once we were alone.

My brows furrowed. “About what?”

Kyle crossed his arms over his chest and looked around to make sure that no one could hear our conversation. “Alpha is acting strange—really strange.”

My eyes widened. “Really?” I asked in relief. “You’ve noticed it too?”

Kyle nodded. “He’s been making some really…odd decisions.”

“Like what?” I asked.

Kyle hesitated, obviously deciding whether or not he should tell me.

“He’s contemplating letting some very questionable characters into our territory.

I’ve never disagreed with any of his decisions before, but some of the commands he’s been giving have been… Well, absolutely insane.”

“What do you mean, questionable characters?” I asked.

“He…he…” Kyle hesitated. He sighed. “Vampires. He wants to let vampires into our territory to ‘discuss our relationship with them’ or some shit like that.” Kyle shook his head in disgust. He studied my face, a deep scowl twisting his features. “And then you come inhere looking like that. There’s no way he would be okay with you being hurt like that.”

“He isn’t!” I said quickly. Our conversation from last night ran through my mind. If Grayson found out that Kyle and I were talking about him behind his back, who knew what he would do?

“He was really mad when he saw me last night,” I continued. Well, at least that’s not a lie.

“He…he, um, held me in his arms all night and gave me pain meds and made me ice my face. He took really good care of me.” I looked down at my hands, wishing it were true.

Kyle watched me with an intense expression, one I couldn’t read.

I panicked. “I’m sure everything is fine with Grayson. Really. I haven’t really noticed anything off since a couple days ago.”

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