Kidnapped by my mate (Belle and Grayson) novel Chapter 28

Kidnapped by My Mate Chapter 28

BELLE

Neither of us said anything during the entire ride back to the hotel.

Grayson kept me in his lap, alternating between nipping at the mark on my n*eck and licking the wound on my face.

At first, I was completely disgusted by him licking my face, but one loud growl from him had me shutting right up. I’m sure our cab driver thought we were insane. I considered talking to him and trying to explain myself, but I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me or mad because I was hurt.

Maybe it was both. I didn’t want to risk pis sing him off even more.

It took him the entire ride home to calm down. His b*dy returned to normal, although his breathing was still ragged.

Once at the hotel, he picked me up and carried me all the way to our room. We got a few strange looks on the way up, but nob*dy said anything, thankfully.

In our room, he immediately brought me to the en suite bathroom and set me down on the counter. He stepped between my legs.

“Kyle!” he yelled as he grabbed a towel and ran it under the faucet. “Get me ice!”

He brought the damp towel to the part of my face that had split from Carl’s punch and gently cleaned it. I winced. Grayson growled.

“What were you doing there?” Grayson asked as he washed away the blood.

I hesitated. I knew I shouldn’t tell him, but I really didn’t feel like lying to him.

“That was my mom’s house,” I mumbled. “The man who hit me was her mate.”

Grayson nodded his head, not making eye contact with me. “Why didn’t you take me with you?”

“I…” My shoulders slumped. I looked down at my hands. “I was afraid of what you could do to

if you knew who she was and where she lived.”

yson sighed. Carefully, he took my chin with his hand and tilted my head up so I was looking at him. His eyes softened.

“Listen to me, Belle, and listen well. I will never do anything to hurt you. Ever. I know you and your mom don’t have the best relationship, but know that I’d never do anything to her if it risked losing you.”

He leaned down and k*ssed my forehead. Then he placed his forehead on mine and looked deep into my eyes. He cupped the uninjured side of

my face.

“I need you to trust me, Belle. I care about you too much to have you running off because you’re scared. Talk to me. Communicate. We’ll figure it out together. Always.”

I took in a shaky breath, then closed my eyes. “Okay,” I whispered.

Someone suddenly cleared their voice. Both Grayson and I snapped our heads up to see Kyle standing in the doorway.

“Sorry to interrupt this touching moment,” he said, smirking at the two of us.

“I have the ice pack you asked for, Alpha.” He handed it to Grayson. “Now I can see why you needed it. You look like hell, Luna.”

“Gee, thanks, Kyle,” I said sarcastically.

He laughed. “Any time,” he said. He winked at me before walking away.

Grayson finished tending to my wound, bandaging it and lightly pressing the ice pack to it.

“You’re keeping that on there until all the ice has melted. I don’t care how long it takes. Your face is already swelling too much.”

I nodded. It hurt like hell.

“I’m going to go get you some ibuprofen for the pain,” Grayson said as he tucked a stray piece–of hair behind my ear. “Stay here, okay?”

I nodded again.

Once he had left the room, I sighed and leaned against the mirror behind me. My life had turned completely upside down in just a couple of weeks.

I felt overwhelmed–no, I felt more than overwhelmed.

I felt completely out of my mind.

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t tears form in my eyes. This was all too much for me to handle. I wanted everything to back to normal. I wanted to jump in a time machine. Go back to staying with my dad and working at the diner–back before I’d needed to worry about money or where I would live.

I looked around me, trying to control my breathing.

I looked around me, trying to control my breathing.