Knotting His Rejected Breeder Chapter 1: Kidnapped by My Fated Mate

PROLOGUE

Ramon Wayne, Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack, tied his mask over his head. It was a thin black stripe that covered the upper part of his face, with cut-out holes for his eyes. It was the perfect disguise.

His pack was at war with the Silverpaws, and he had just discovered the perfect way to end the war without further bloodshed: kidnap Sonia, the only daughter of Alpha Fenris, and demand that they et his demands before he releases her. Ramon knew the spoiled little princess was highly valued by her father and seven brothers. They’d bow to his demands imdiately to ensure her safety.

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SONIA’S POV

The moon was full, again! I hated full moons. They reminded that another month had co and gone, and my brothers were still fighting a war my father had decided on a whim. I just hoped they would be all right.

I heard the sound of a knock over the loud howling of autumn’s wind, and I smiled. Even now, my father still ca to bid goodnight and kiss my forehead before I slept.

"Co in, Papa," I said, the smile still playing on my lips, as I walked over to the windows to stare out at our amazing garden downstairs.

The door opened, and I turned around, but it wasn’t my father. Freya, my maid, stood giggling mischievously.

"Freya! Why are you here?" I asked, though I was very pleased that she was here.

Freya and I were secret best friends. I hid that from my father, though. As loving and tender as my father was with , I knew he could be very cruel with other mbers of his pack. He would probably have Freya banished for daring to befriend .

There were a lot of things my father did not know about , like how I usually snuck food and water down to the prisoners, and how I sotis stole his money and shared it among the slaves living in our slave quarters.

Freya giggled again as she ca in, closing the door behind her.

"You know it’s a little risky for you to co here. My father could be here at any ti to kiss goodnight."

Freya waved off my concern. "Bah! Alpha Fenris isn’t coming tonight, trust ."

"Why?" I asked in alarm, as I felt fear squeeze at my heart. "What has happened to him?" My father had only ever missed kissing goodnight once, and that was on the day my mother died.

Freya shrugged. "I think there was sothing very important for him to attend to. Derrick brought a ssage to him about an Alpha asking to see him by the borders, or sothing like that. He dressed and left. I don’t think he’s coming back tonight, but even if he does, it would not be now."

I stared at her, trying to see if there was sothing else she was not telling . Maybe she was trying, in a way, to make unpleasant news less shocking to .

"Sonia! I promise, your father is okay, and he would not be coming back anyti soon. You can relax."

I let out a breath. "Okay, if you say so." My lips curved into a wide smile. "That ans we have all the ti in the world! Oh, Freya!"

I grabbed both of her hands and did a little spin with her. Both of us were laughing and a bit unsteady on our feet when I finally let go.

"Alright! Get on the bed, and spill all the juicy details of every single rumor you’ve heard since the past week, and that’s on command as the Alpha’s daughter," I said jokingly, and she laughed but shook her head.

"I have more juicy news than re gossip. I found a Bloodmoon soldier outside in your garden."

My eyes widened with fear. The Bloodmoon pack was the pack my father had declared war against. My brothers were currently in that territory fighting. What was a Bloodmoon soldier doing here? Had he co to kill my father? To raid my pack?

Freya laughed nervously. "Relax, Sonia. He’s injured. I ca to ask your permission to help him."

My mind imdiately switched from fear to protectiveness. I always had the instinctive need to heal injured people and animals. "Of course, Freya! Where is he? Wait, let get my healing kit."

Within a minute, I had put together everything I felt we would need, and Freya started leading outside to the spot she had seen the soldier. It never occurred to to ask how he had ended up in my garden in the first place. Maybe if I had, I would have saved myself from what happened next.

"He was here earlier, I swear it! Now, I don’t see him," Freya muttered in confusion. We were both standing outside, under a large canopy tree that hid the moonlight.

"We should have co with a lamp," I whispered softly, as fear made tremble. I was an oga, and so my instincts weren’t very sharp, but I could swear I felt a powerful aura. I didn’t ask Freya if she felt it too, because I didn’t want her to get frightened as well. I was the Alpha’s daughter; it was my duty to take the lead in situations like this.

"I’ll go get a lamp," Freya whispered, and from the sound of her voice, I could tell she too was afraid.

I nodded, wanting desperately to call her back as she ran off towards the manor house. The wind picked up, blowing my hair wildly and wrapping it around my face.

I closed my eyes to stop my hair from stinging my irises, and before I could open them, I felt a powerful hand clamp over my mouth and another circle my waist, pinning against a large masculine body.

The healing kit fell from my hand. I tried to scream in fear, but his hand pressed hard over my mouth, hurting . Tears blurred my vision, and I found out my strength was useless against him.

I felt his breath brush against my ear as he whispered, "Now listen, Sonia, I know you’re probably a spoiled princess who is used to having things her way, but you better do as you are told, or else I would hurt you in the worst way you cannot even begin to imagine."

His words cut fear through my heart. I had an avid imagination, and I did not know what level of pain was beyond that.

"I’m going to remove my hand slowly from your mouth. Do you promise not to scream? Nod if you will not scream."

I nodded, still crying. My tears stread down my face to pool where his hand cupped my mouth.

"Now, you lead the way out," he whispered softly after he finally released .

I wanted to ask who he was and why he was kidnapping , but when I opened my mouth to speak, only one word ca out:

"Mate."

I stared in shock at the dancing trees, and he flipped around imdiately so that I was face to face with the most perfect vision of a man I had ever seen.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes. "No. This can’t be," he whispered softly.