Have No Reason - Pamela Jimenez (a court of thorns and roses ebook free txt) 📗

huddled up, whispering qiuetly.

"What's going on here?" I demanded in a hard voice, and they jumped up, startled and bowed their heads to me as a sign of respect. "Alpha, George is hurt. He was attacked by a pack of rouges, and once we got there, they were all gone, leaving him for dead. I'm sorry we didn't tell you at once, Sir, but you were with your mate." Someone explained, and I growled. Alex! Then I was ashamed, no, I can't be blaming other people for my mistakes... "Get him to the pack doctor, guys. I am so sorry, you are right, the pack must always come first. I will do my best to make sure that sure is still intact." I promised them and they nodded and got to work.

My mates smell hit me like a ton of bricks. She was near. I searched everywhere but found her nowhere. Then I did a silent gasp. Outside.

I ran outside in a frenzy, my heart beating like crazy at the thought of me losing her. She was gone. My heart felt like it was ripping into tiny little bite sized pieces, and she took some bites when she left. I have to get her back. I need her. I shifted and ran after them, not going to stop until my mate was by my side.


Alex's POV


I was wandering through the forest when suddenly I was grabbed from behind. I started to scream, thinking that Francisco was going to take me back to that prison again, but... it didn't feel like him. A dirty hand slapped on my mouth hard and I whimpered in slight pain, and there was this deep chuckle behind me, pulling me closer to the warm hard body that was holding me. I struggled but it was no use. They were too strong!

I was turned around and came face-to-face with a guy that looked like he was my age. He had dirty blonde hair, and it was actually dirty

, bright blue eyes that were cold and had fear in them, when he

was the one actually doing the kidnapping. I'll admit, I would've found him very attractive if he wasn't kidnapping me, or something like that. "Don't worry, this'll only hurt like a bitch," he said before I felt a pain hit my spine and I blacked out...


I opened my eyes only to be met with darkness. I started panicking, was I blind? I opened my mouth to scream for help, but there was a material in my mouth so I couldn't really make a sound other than a muffled moan. My hands were tied behind me and I felt like I was sitting so I was most probably tied to a chair in a yucky room. I heard a door open and then close. Footsteps made their way to me and I started panicking even more. Fingers untied the knot harshly off my eyes that he actually tore off some of my hair, I whimpered a bit but nothing more than that.

"Oh, we have a tough little girl, do we now?" A harsh voice said in front of me. The person had black dress shoes, khaki pants and a nice black shirt. A light stubble on his strong chin, rosy plump lips, straight nose, I skipped his eyes, not wanting to know the color and just went straight for his pitch black hair gelled and combed to perfection. Looks like he wasn't the one who got dirty doing all this...

I never actually looked into his eyes because I didn't want to be beaten or worse, so I stayed quiet and waited for him to speak again. "Well, guess not, that's a shame, I wouldn't have minded a little struggle. Y'know, with all these woman throwing themselves at you might be the average man's fantasy life, but... I just want a chase, you know?" He said, and started stroking my cheek with one hand. Oddly it felt nice, tingles down my body, but nevertheless, I moved away from him and slouched a bit.

I wasn't going to allow him to touch me! "Now this

is what I'm talking about! I had a good feeling about you," he chuckled. I sniffled as a few tears slid down my face, looking down. I bit down on the fabric in my mouth and forced myself to hold the sobs in. He lifted my chin with his finger and looked into my eyes. His eyes were a beautiful hazel color. Everything faded away but the two of us. His eyes softened as he looked at me and fear and shock also went into them.


Griffin's POV (Kidnapper)

"Alpha, the girl is in the room now," Jake's voice rang through my closed office door. I immediately shot up and went to her. I opened the door to find Jake gone already. I smiled at how everyone kept out of my way. I slammed the door open and saw that she was awake. She had long black hair with a turquoise peek-a-boo, a tank top that clung to every curve, a light sleeveless denim jacket and short dark blue jean shorts that showed off her long legs that went on for days and high topped converse. There was a black fabric tied around her mouth to keep her from speaking, and black fabric wrapped around her eyes to keep her from seeing.

I untied the fabric from her eyes harshly to show her what I'm capable of, but for some reason I felt horrible doing it to her. She whimpered slightly but other than that, nothing. "Oh, we have a tough little girl, do we now?" I said harshly, to match my actions. She didn't answer, she couldn't, but she examined me from toe first, then upwards. I took notice of how she skipped my eyes and just went to my hair.

"Well, guess not, that's a shame, I wouldn't have minded a little struggle. Y'know, with all these woman throwing themselves at you might be the average man's fantasy life, but... I just want a chase, you know?" I said, stroking her cheek with my hand to get my message straight that I found her attractive. She moved away from me and then slouched in the chair. "Now this

is what I'm talking about! I had a good feeling about you," I chuckled. She started sniffling, looking down, trying to hold the sobs in. Those sobs tore me apart, my wolf whimpering for her, yelling to me to comfort her. I lifted her chin with my finger and looked into her eyes. Beautiful light grey eyes.

I was shocked when the rest of the world faded away, and it was just us. I never thought that I would find her, my whole world, my whole life. My only reason for living. My soul-mate...

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I Should Hate You, But I Can't!

Alex's POV


He looked away, breaking the hypnotizing connection between us and I could see everything else again. I was breathing heavily for some reason, but, that was intense. It seemed that all that mattered was him. My kidnapper! Was I falling for my kidnapper?! Great, this is just great, I told my stupid heart. A growl echoed through the small room, making me jump in surprise, and saw my kidnapper heading towards me. Fear shot through me and I cringed.

That made him stagger a little, but then he shook his head roughly and untied my hands. Once they were untied I brought them to me and rubbed my wrists. They were red and had cuts from the rope that were around them. My ankles were still tied to the chair so I didn't try to escape, it would just embarrass me in front of him. If I like him, I didn't want to embarrass myself, I know, stupid.

"I'm sorry," I heard him mutter softly, it was even harder to hear him over the scraping noise of a chair being dragged in front of me. He sat in it and put his hand in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees, so I couldn't see his face. Even though he kidnapped me, and almost raped me, I felt the need to comfort him. To take his pain away. My hand actually reached out to him but I brought it back to me with much effort.

I so badly wanted to hate him, to want to kill him, but I couldn't find it in me to even think those thoughts. I needed to speak something to him, I felt that I needed to hear his voice just once more. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked him, fearing his answer. His head snapped up and I saw self loathing in there and fear. Was it like before? He also had a boss that was going to do something to me, that he was just a guard that thought he could have a turn first?

He was silent for a while, then he spoke up, "I'm going to get you something to eat, then I'm letting you go," he sounded sad that he was letting me go, and I couldn't understand. Why was I brought here, if I was just going to go back in a few hours?

Fear consumed me still as I thought of going home. I sure as hell wasn't going to go back to Francisco's house, he probably already forgot all about me. I didn't want to go back home, especially not right after I'd just eaten. "I-I'm not hungry," I mumbled to the ground at the same time my traitor stomach growled. Damn! 

"Yeah, okay," he said in a teasing tone. I haven't seen this side of him, I guess I wasn't actually supposed to since I was kidnapped. "C'mon, I'll show you where the kitchen is, and you can pick what you want to eat."  I finally noticed that the rope around my ankles were released and I could actually stand. 

I didn't, though. "Look, I'll be honest with you. My home isn't much better than this. My mom died and my father blames me, so he doesn't let me eat and if I do eat, he beats me. So... if you could just give me some water, then I'll be on my way." By the time I finished, a huge growl once again sounded through the room and I heard fabric tear. I looked up to see what was going on, but instead found a raven black wolf staring down at me...

 

Griffin's POV 

 

"Look, I'll be honest with you," she said, still looking at the floor. "My home isn't much better than this. My mom died and my father blames me, so he doesn't let me eat and if I do eat, he beats