My Kidnapper Is My Mate by Fatima Chaouch (the false prince series .TXT) 📖

in them and safe as well as if nothing mattered in that moment than our hooked looks. But that didn't stop me from feeling scared. So, I nervously moved my eyes down to his bare strong chest and to the rest of his muscled body. Back to his neck muscles which were drumhead tight. I tried to look anywhere but in his scary eyes.

I didn't know I was holding my breath all this time, when I tried to talk I couldn't voice out anything. He smirked at my perplexed expressions and said nothing but sniffed my neck. "What the hell are you doing?" I yelled on him at the same time pushing him back, but in vain. "Excuse me! Would you stop sniffing my neck, it's inappropriate. And if you want to rape me and kill me do it quickly please." I tried to look so strong speaking my last words thinking that this is the end.
" who said I'm killing you? And Rape? Well miss Jenny I might do better than raping you." I was shocked to how cold-blooded he was. Great! I ended up with a psychopath who will torture me and hold me as a slave for the rest of my life. " Great! So you are going to make of me a slave to do what you wish or you will punish me?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.
He just chuckled to my reaction and grabbed my hand to take me back not to the small cottage but to a big ancient castle hidden in the woods.

I kept staring at his figure: a long dark black hair covering the back of his neck, a muscled shoulders and arms. A flawless body, so sexy if I might say. He was just in shorts; dark blue jeans actually. He was bare-footed and nothing would disturb him from stepping on whatever in his way, while I was getting so uncomfortable with walking on dirt.
We finally got to the castle that was very big. I loved the big gardens that lied on both sides leaving a classy path for a red carpet I imagined. Where is this place? I wondered as I was being pulled to the direction of a big door decorated with two small identical golden heads of a lion on the two sides in the middle.
" come in now" he said enthusiastically "we have a lot to do Jenny."

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chapter3: reality can be shocking

 

After been brought into the castle and pushed towards the big marbled stairs, my kidnapper ordered me to go up and check if I need anything else in my new room.
" Hell no! I am not staying with you and I didn't accept yet to become a slave!" I shouted at him stepping grumpily towards the door. 
" Not so fast princess" my kidnapper said stepping in my way." I said you're going upstairs and you will do as I say."
I kept staring at how challenging he was, But no! I am not taking orders from this psychopath.
" No I am staying right here, not taking one step inside. And you can do whatever you want I AM NOT TAKING ORDERS FROM YOU" I yelped crossing my arms against my chest.
" OK ! You asked for it Princess" He mischievously smiled. The next second I was on his shoulder screaming and crying for help.
" put me down I am not going... Please!" I begged him but no use, actually I could feel him smirking at me.
After a moment we were in front of a white door.  And without putting me down, he swung the door open and slid me down. While going down, all his  curved muscles softly caressing my body. An urgent desire to touch his muscles spread through me, yet I shook it away and closed my eyes to control it. I anxiously stepped back  to prevent any reaction from my body and turned to face the other way.
" wow!" I said with my mouth forming a perfect "O". What a lovely princess room! A royalty bed, covered with white sheets and decorated with golden cushions lying on both sides, located in the middle of the room. A small table with two seats  are in the corner. So classy seriously. There is a big glassy door opens on a big balcony to the right side, as well. I believe I can see the garden from there. This room is like in my dreams. I unconsciously walked in, astonished like a baby discovering his room for the first time. I noticed a pinky painted door on the left. So I curiosity went to check  what's behind it. "oh my god!". Yes that's a perfect wardrobe!
Since the death of my mom and dad I went bankrupted. I never had such a room it was all dark nothing but very small light to show me the way to my desk and a small lamp to read my books at night. And the rest of the house was off light for 10 years. 

I stepped inside and slid my fingers over every piece of clothe hanged in there. I would love to live here, but I can't dream of this. It's not right. This guy is just buying my silence. I felt heartbroken and disappointed thinking about it. This is not true and nothing is mine. I closed the door behind at the same time shutting my eyes to the painful thought. I looked at him and felt terribly bad. "Why?" I asked more like begging him. His expressions mirrored mine. He said nothing, he just gestured to sit on the bed. I did as he asked without saying a word. My heart is in pain, my whole body is. I lost my parents, I lived in the shadow, I never had friends and now I am kidnapped and might get killed as well. I don't need this life. PLEASE KILL ME. I shouted inside my head.

" Miss Jenny, I did all of this to bring you here to live with me." He simply answered.
" here? With you? In this castle?" I said stressing each word giving nothing away " Why do you think I would accept your generous offer?" I asked in a firm voice.
He smiled and said " because you are my mate."
I burst in laughing. His eyes at that time shined like crystal.
" you mean like soulmates? ... Ha ha ha very nice joke." Is he kidding me. "Are you serious?" I asked in confusion.
He simply answered " Positive" ...
SOULMATES what the hell is happening now. " OK first answer my three question: who the hell are you? Why did you kidnapped me ? Where is Mr Jefferson, did you kill him?" I gasped nervously.
" my name is Xavier. I kidnapped you because I knew you won't come by your own. And Mr Jefferson is coming to live here. I talked to him and he accepted my apology for the bad entrance." He answered my questions in a soft tone as if to reassure me that everything is going to be fine.

He must be playing with my mind so he can get what he wantd. " I won't trust you, I can't! ... Why should I do?" I mumbled to myself but my voice came louder than expected

" oh please forgive my aggressiveness! I might have made a mistake bringing you this way. But I thought you won't accept me, because you see I am different... I mean really different."
I stared at him trying to grasp the meaning of  being 'really different' and all I could think about is him being mentally ill. " you mean like you are mentally ill?" I said with an innocent look.
He burst in laughing and then brought his hands to my cheeks and said" aren't you the funniest mate ever."
" Hey stop calling me that" I shouted taking his soft warm hands off me. " what do you mean by different then?"
" I mean..." He said after thinking thoroughly..." You know its a bit complicated. Well...!!! I.. I.. Am..." He kept wavered then continued after a while of hesitation. " I am a werewolf." He finally finished his sentence with shaking voice.
" ha ha ha ha..! A werewolf like in twilight? ... So YOU ARE mentally ill."
" unfortunately not. I am a real werewolf and I will show you" he explained while standing up to five steps away from me.
What happened after that was unbelievable.  

A werewolf was standing next to the bed like last night. A 6 ft black wolf is just right next to me. I am now terrified and paralysed  and all I could do is  jump to the bed to get as far as possible and hold my legs  protectively. A very loud scream spread through the room which came from me. I can't believe this, no no no this is impossible. This can't be, werewolves don't exists, they are myths to tell kids when they act naughty. My body started to  shiver and darkness invaded my eyes. Tiredness struck hard through my body and everything started to swing in circles. The last thing I remember were beautiful golden eyes staring at me with great worry.

chapter 4: Werewolves! No way!!!

 

( Xavier's POV)

" Mom... Dad.." She said in a small voice , falling to the side. I shifted back and ran to take her head in my hands. She is so vulnerable. She looks so small curled up like an abandoned soul. I lied her down on the bed while putting her head on my chest. Her pain and fear came too strong with her scent, she lived a shitty life and all I did was implying more salt to her injuries. " oh soulmate! I am sorry. Please forgive me." I held her closer, kissed her hair and promised to never let her go and try my best to give her all happiness of the world. " just accept my reality Jenny and everything will be fine promise."

Two hours later I heard my mate murmurs some words in her sleep." Mate... Werewolf... Nooo... Xavier... "
I looked down to see her eyes but they are still closed. She must be dreaming.
Ten minutes later, I felt her hand slide to