Kidnapped by my mate (Belle and Grayson)

Chapter 38

BELLE

I succeeded in avoiding Grayson’s room until late into the night. I was hoping that I could sneak in while he was sleeping and use the couch across from his bed. I didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Grayson until we talked. But I also didn’t know where else I would sleep if it wasn’t

in Grayson’s room.

I could feel the anxiety building up inside me as I approached his door, hoping that he wouldn’t be angry at me anymore. I opened the door and peeked in to see if he was asleep, then frowned when I saw an empty bed. Maybe he was still working?

But right as I stepped in, I was immediately slammed against the door, my head banging painfully against it. I yelled out in pain and shock.

“Who the f*ck do you think you are, huh?” Grayson yelled at me.

I whimpered at the harsh grip he had on my arms. “W–what do you mean?”

Grayson growled loudly, “What happens between you and me stays between you and me, got it? You don’t go blabbering to the first person you see just because your precious feelings get hurt.”

My anger flared. “Get off of me!” I shouted. I pushed against his chest with all my strength, furious that he would even think about putting his hands on me in this way.

I heard a loud slap, and the most intense pain I had ever felt in my life spread across my cheek. I screamed and grabbed my face as shock raced through my system.

He…he just hit me!

I didn’t have time to process what had just happened because before I knew it, Grayson had his hands on my shoulders,

pushing me back against the wall.

“You’d better listen to me when I’m talking to you,” Grayson said, spitting his words into my face. I whimpered in response, completely terrified. “What exactly did you tell him?”

“Do you mean Kyle?” I sobbed. “I swear I didn’t tell him anything! I just told him to tell you I was sorry!”

“Yeah, that’s all you better have told him.” His hand came up and gripped my jaw tightly. I winced. I knew I’d have a bruise there tomorrow to add to my new swollen black eye.

“Listen here, little mate. You tell a single soul about anything that goes on in this room, and I swear you will find out just how angry an alpha male can be. Understand?” His grip tightened on my jaw. “I said, do you understand?”

I nodded, “Yes! Yes, I understand!”

“Good,” he grunted.

He dropped his hold on me, and I immediately dropped to the floor, holding my face. The tears were streaming again, and I desperately wished for them to stop, remembering how Grayson had reacted the last time he’d seen me crying.

Suddenly, something soft hit my face. I looked down. He had thrown my pajamas Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

at me.

“I want you sleeping somewhere else tonight. I slept better last night without you in the bed.” He paused for a second. “That is… Unless you want to crawl up onto this bed and show your mate just how sorry you really are?”

He raised an eyebrow at me and then slowly looked my b*dy up and down. He licked his l*ps.

Never had I thought that Grayson’s eyes on my b*dy would make me feel this

disgusting and used. I didn’t even know how to respond.

So instead of saying anything, I just brought my legs up to my chest and shrank in on myself, hoping that would give his eyes less of my b*dy to roam.

A hissing noise left Grayson’s mouth, followed by a bitter laugh. “Fine. Room 101 is free on the bottom floor. Use that one and get the f*ck out of my sight.”

I let out a silent sob. I knew then and there that I was losing him. He didn’t want me anymore. I’d only met this man a few weeks ago, and he’d already become my entire life. And now I was losing him.

Grayson began to walk away from me, leaving me sobbing on the floor by the door.

“What did I do wrong?” I whispered through my tears. “What did I do?”

Grayson groaned and ran a hand down

his face in frustration. He turned to look

at me.

“I don’t have time to deal with you right now. Just stay the f*ck out of my way and don’t cause any more problems. I didn’t sign up for this shit,” he said, gesturing to my hunched form.

My heart sank deep in my chest, and I sucked in a breath.

I paused for a second, not sure if I should ask this question. But then I knew that I didn’t really have another option. “Grayson“-I took a breath-“do you not want me anymore?”

His eyes narrowed, and he slowly approached me, moving like a lion that was about to catch its prey. “Look here, mate,” he spat. He lifted his pointer finger, and I watched in fascination and horror as a sharp claw emerged from the tip.

He brought it close to my face. “I’m going to let you in on a little secret: the only reason alphas want their mates is for the power they give them.”

His sharp nail traced my chin and then trailed up my swollen cheek. I whimpered, surprised that even such a light touch could cause me so much pain.

I knew that the bruise and swelling would be hard to cover up tomorrow. I hadn’t realized that I was bleeding before, but when Grayson took his hand away from my face, there was blood on the tip of his nail.

I watched in horror as he brought his claw up to his mouth and sucked it clean. He smirked at me. “You are here to bring me pleasure and power, that’s all.”

It felt as if he’d opened up my chest, grabbed my heart, and crushed it in his palm.

I squared my shoulders and looked him

dead in the eyes. “Then I’m going to leave. And you can’t stop me.”