My Kidnapper Is My Mate by Fatima Chaouch (book recommendations based on other books .txt) 📕

I tried hard not to wink while faking my sleep. I could feel something holding me almost 6 feet from the ground. It was slightly swaying left to right. I really want to see who is this person but I won't dare to take risks and make it even harder for me to escape from whoever or whatever is this thing. I kept breathing the same way as in my sleep or at least I was trying to so do. My ears were on high pitch trying to listen to every movement because familiar voices can be helpful in this freaking situation. But nothing at all, everything was quiet. Later after I don't know how much time, I heard birds singing and other animals running, the air was so fresh as if it is announcing the sun's awakening. After few seconds I felt the warmth of the sun against my naked arms and legs. I was only in my T-shirt and boxers when this crazy thing kidnapped me. I don't know how I ended up like this. All I could remember was my screams and a big wolf standing next to my bed and then nothing but total darkness.
After a while of being held up and moving to God knows where my body started to give up to another slumber. Was his warmth that invaded my whole body from his chest the reason to again feel sleepy or the fact that my life came to a point where all I can think about is my nearby death? I tried to hold back from falling asleep but the idea of dying unconscious is so seductive.

What was that?? I felt as if I jumped from a mountain. What the hell was that?? Did this person just jumped while holding me??? What is this thing?? I felt like my heartbeats picked up in its pace but I still have my eyes shut. Of god! I feel really scared from what's coming. I thought I am going to die while asleep but this thing which is holding me off the ground isn't helping or giving me a peaceful death. For how long were we moving? Does this thing ever get tired? Well it seems like it doesn't which is not normal and I should add this note to my list. Yes I did a list of all weird things that has been happening to me this morning. To start with I called this list: a morning to never forget. In this list I put all the things I've remembered after being kidnapped. First, a wolf in my room. An inexplicable fainting. Waking up in stranger's arms. Feeling great warmth filling my body, though it made me feel peaceful for a second. Now the other thing is that this person never gets tired also able to jump from a high place. OK! Now I need a plan my escape from this thing as soon as possible. If he put me down I will still fake my sleep and when he is nowhere to be seen I will get the hell out of here. Simple plan hope it works!

A moment later, don't know exactly after how much time, I heard another person's footsteps coming to my way. This person addressed to the one holding me by "Alpha". What kind of names is this? Then the new guy carried on talking;" we did a background check on her and she has no guardian she actually kept living with her only servant after the death of her parents. She has no friends even at her school, yet she is one of the excellent students." He hesitated a bit then continued" do you think she is really the one?" I felt my holder's muscles tense to what the guy N°2 said, I could also feel his breath being hold as if he was going to say something but went against it.
They were talking about me for sure because I am the one with no guardian and living with just Mr. Jefferson. And yes I have no friends, actually I never had since my mom and dad. That's why death will be a pleasure to come and take me from this lonely miserable life.
The conversation stopped at that point and both guys started walking once again but this time it was a shorter journey.
Guy N°2 opened a door I could tell from the cracking of a door being pushed. Then all I could sense was total darkness covering the whole place. Where the hell am I now?
Suddenly my plan was going to be put on test since my kidnapper had put me down on a really hard surface. Not a gentleman like at all! Nevertheless, my plan should work and I should run from this place before I get killed. But run to where? They might have killed my only friend Mr. Jefferson and no one will ever want me. Should I really run from these people or stay up here until they kill me. But for how long am I going to fake my fainting?.
After they went outside locking the door behind them I made sure I heard no movement next to me and bustled to check out the place. It was darkness everywhere except for a candle in the corner over a bedside table. I thought it was still morning or maybe it is but this room has no windows. I started to trace the walls trying to find the door because it was all in wood. It's a very small cottage I can tell. It didn't take long to find the door anyway: It was an old wooden door, very very old actually I can feel the cracks that tells the whole story under my touches. Then, I tried to push it very gently so it doesn't look like a breakthrough. I was shaking and scared and my mind was giving up already, all dark ideas started to chase me like a hunting ghost. These ideas were about giving up, yes giving up and surrender to my gloomy fate and die alone. My grip loosened under my mind's command and all my body started to recede. Death won't be a bad idea after all, it will free me from my life's misery once and for all. Abruptly, the door swung open and a black shape of a strong man appeared. The light was coming so strong which unconsciously made me shut my eyes and hold my arm in a protective way to hold the light from blinding me. That's when I thought Death has finally come to take me. So, Let my agony begins.

My kidnapper was standing on the door staring at me I believe. After few second of staying immobile, he thrilled my last minutes of my life as he took two steps towards me. Instinctively, I stepped back like a scary prey, however I clumsily ended up falling on my back and twisting my wrist. I kept massaging where it hurts while keeping an eye on my kidnapper, who was 6 feet tall and very well built actually. This means unfortunately that I will have no chance to fight back with my petite body that is just 5,3 feet filled with weak muscles never been trained. The darkness we were in either, didn't help my browny eyes to see his face only to notice the shape of a tall man.

I tried to keep my nerves on track and don't freak out. Actually, if I am going to die I am not going to give it to him easily. My soul is mine and I think it is up me to decide when to die. Unexpectedly, he bent down on his knees right next to me swaying the door with one of his hands behind him. I kept watching as the light retreats gradually leaving both us in the darkness. The first thing that popped in my head after that was the word rape. Great! Now not only I am dying alone, but raped too. What a death! I never thought I am going to die this ugly way. Why me??? Is it because I am a weak creature who was left alone struggling throughout life by its own? But rape, seriously! ... No! Now I have a reason to fight for, well not a really good reason but it is still a reason; my virginity. When he bent down I made him believe I am giving up. I relaxed my body as if I am ready for whatever he is going to do. He smoothly kept getting closer to me , more and more until his hands were on both sides of my body while I am lying under him. Yes now I am going to do it: I kicked him between his legs, pushed him off and bustled to the door without looking back and kept running nonstop.

My tears kept falling all the way while running for anywhere but here. I headed to the forest and never looked back. I didn't stop and I shouldn't for this kidnapper wouldn't take it easy on me after what I've done to him.
"Keep...ruining...Jenny!" Telling myself repeatedly while breathing heavily. Trees were everywhere revealing no salvation to where I could go. I kept running, notwithstanding.

Maybe I can stop now, I ran for too long even my legs are burning from all efforts I've put on. I took a glance to check if someone was there. Finally I can catch up with my breath and stop before starting again. I put my hands on my knees while inhaling and exhaling, this will calm my body and fill my lungs with the needed oxygen. Relief filled my body as oxygen instantly relaxed my nerves. This helped my mind to start functioning correctly and my tears to stop falling. I need to gather all my strength because I don't know what will happen next.
I leaned on a tree to give my poor legs a break. Then I closed my eyes and tilted my head to the side and brought my hand to my neck to give it a quick massage. Before I could release a sigh something jumped from the same tree and in a fraction of a second he was pressing my body against the tree while holding my both hands above my head. I let out a scream as I felt extremely scared. I screamed and screamed while struggling to release my hands from his grip. Suddenly, my whole body stopped moving and my voice didn't come out when my eyes met his.

A very beautiful man was holding me against the tree. A sculpted face was two inches away from me. He had a strong chin and a long thin nose. His cheeks bones were clear to be seen while his eyebrows hidden under his wet long black hair. His eyes however, were so scary. Their colour was of gold with a cat-like black pupils. I felt lost