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Alex on the run

Alex on the run

Werewolf
last updateLast Updated : 2025-11-15
By:  NaAlexsOngoing
Language: English
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Adventurous

Mystery

Werewolf

Independent

Reject

Alex, get up!”
A sharp slap to the leg.
“You think we’re running a daycare down here?”
Fifteen-year-old Alex scrambled out of her pile of thin blankets on the basement floor, eyes wide, limbs sore. Another day, another list of chores. Cooking. Cleaning. Smiles for those who kicked her. Silence for those who didn’t see her at all.
Upstairs…laughter, Alpha Cole’s family was having breakfast. She could smell the cinnamon.
Down here? Mold. Dust. And the quiet ache of a girl who didn’t know she was born to change the world.

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Chapter 1

Character glossary



 BLOOD MOON PACK (Alex’s Birth Pack)
Status: Destroyed during an attack when Alex was 6 months old.
 Known For: Moon-blessed bloodlines, balance-based leadership, healing & prophecy.
Alpha Malachi Stone Alex’s father; powerful, wise, respected by Moon Goddess. Deceased.
Luna Elara Stone Alex’s mother; healer and spiritual leader. Deceased.
Heir (Alpha Blood)Marcus Stone Alex’s older brother (age 2 at time of attack); survived; now living with maternal grandparents. Alive.
Second Heir (Alpha Blood)Alex Stone (Alex Morello)Hidden during attack; adopted into Silver Moon; identity suppressed. Alive and Awakening.
Allies Maternal Grandparents (unnamed so far)They protected Marcus. Will appear later.
Pack Trait:
 Blood Moon wolves are chosen protectors of the Moon Goddess — their wolves awaken stronger, wiser, and often late, to protect them until they are ready.



2. SILVER MOON PACK (Abusive Pack Alex Was Raised In)
Status: Active
 Known For: Hierarchical dominance, cruelty masked as discipline, power-hoarding 
Alpha Cole Silver Cold, power-focused. Ordered Alex’s labor & punishment.
Luna Lila Silver Manipulative, status-driven. Views Alex as threat.
Future Alpha Rex Silver Alex’s fated mate who rejected her. Regret emerging. Now leading the hunt for her. 
Alpha Daughter Mila Silver More empathetic; questions family cruelty but stays quiet.
Beta Male Ashen Starling Obedient to Cole.
Beta Female Helen Starling Cruel toward omegas. 
Future Beta Jayson Starling Rex’s closest friend; conflicted loyalties.
Gamma Male Luca Whitlock Enforcement and discipline.
Gamma Female Rachel Whitlock Enforces strict omega hierarchy.
Future Gamma Dannie Whitlock Follows Rex + Jayson; less cruel, more unaware.
Gamma Daughter Mika Whitlock Bully, particularly toward Alex.
Lead Omega Sibyl Morello Adoptive mother of Alex; only kind protector; loved Alex fiercely.
Omega Alex Morello / Stone Worked from childhood; beaten, rejected; now escaped and awakening.



3. NIGHT FANG PACK (Aeron’s Pack – Alex’s Second Life)
Status: Active
 Known For: Strength, loyalty, ancient wolf code, balanced leadership.
Alpha Aeron Night Fang Alex’s second-chance mate. Powerful, calm, protective without controlling. Recognizes her Alpha nature.
Luna / Queen (Pending)Alex Stone Will become Luna-Alpha beside Aeron once she heals and accepts her role. 
Beta Name TBA(You will get to design personality and arc soon) Gamma Name TBA(Assigned later for her training scenes)
Elders Council of 4Hold Blood Moon history and prophecy knowledge.
Pack Trait:
 Wolves here bond through respect — not dominance. Trauma survivors are welcomed, not shamed.



MATE BONDS & RELATION NOTES
Rex Silver & Alex Stone First Mate (Rejected)Rex rejected her under family pressure + ego. Their bond is fractured but lingering.
Aeron Night Fang & Alex Stone Second-Chance Mate Bond Forming slowly, naturally, based on trust & instinct respect.
Marcus Stone Mate soren a witch/wolf

“Alex, get up!”
A sharp slap to the leg.
“You think we’re running a daycare down here?”
Fifteen-year-old Alex scrambled out of her pile of thin blankets on the basement floor, eyes wide, limbs sore. Another day, another list of chores. Cooking. Cleaning. Smiles for those who kicked her. Silence for those who didn’t see her at all.
Upstairs…laughter, Alpha Cole’s family was having breakfast. She could smell the cinnamon.
Down here? Mold. Dust. And the quiet ache of a girl who didn’t know she was born to change the world.

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Chapter 1: The Ghost Girl of Silver Moon
The basement always smells like mildew and sadness.
Alex didn’t remember ever having a real bed. Her nest of threadbare blankets was tucked between the boiler and the cracked cement wall, a space just big enough for her to curl up in at night—if she was lucky enough to sleep.
Sibyl had tried to make it warmer. The old omega had found scraps of fabric, bits of discarded foam, and even a broken space heater once. But it never lasted. Someone always took it away.
“You’ll freeze to death before you shift,” Rex had once laughed. “That’s if you even have a wolf.”
Alex blinked the memory away as she stumbled to her feet, pulling her thin sweater over her head. The bruise from yesterday’s shove down the stairs pulsed angrily on her hip. She limped a little but said nothing—she never did.
“You’re late, girl!” barked Helen Starling from the top of the basement stairs. “The Beta’s breakfast better be hot and perfect, or you’ll be licking the floor again.”
Alex mumbled a quick, “Yes, ma’am,” and
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Chapter 2: The Awakening
Morning came with no mercy.
Alex woke to shouting, Sharp, angry voices echoing down the basement stairs. Her eyes snapped open, heart pounding before she even understood why.
“ALEX!” Helen’s voice. Cold. Irritated. “Get up here now!”
Alex scrambled upright, pain shooting through her side. Last night’s warmth, Sibyl’s soft words, the moonstone she now wore hidden beneath her shirt, it all felt like a dream.
Reality was louder.
She hurried up the stairs keeping her limp small, her breaths quiet.
The kitchen was full. The Alpha family. The Betas. The Gammas. Everyone.
And Rex stood at the center of them, arms folded, jaw clenched.
His eyes locked on Alex the moment she stepped into the room.
“There she is,” he said, voice dripping disdain. “The stray.”
A ripple of amusement spread through the room.
Alex bowed her head. “How may I help, Alpha R—”
“Don’t call me that,” Rex snapped. “You don’t get to say my title. You don’t deserve to speak it.”
Alex swallowed hard. Silence.
Rex took a ste
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Chapter 3: The Forest and the Stranger
Branches clawed at Alex’s arms as she ran. The cold bit into her lungs, turning each breath into fire. Her bare feet struck roots and rocks, but she didn’t feel the pain — not really. The beating, the rejection, the years of silence and cruelty had already numbed everything.
But her wolf kept her moving.
Do not stop, the voice urged.
Not here. Not where they can take us back.
The trees grew denser. The forest thickened. The sounds of the pack house faded behind her. The more distance she put between herself and them, the lighter her chest became — until finally, her body gave out.
Her knees buckled, and she crashed into the cold earth.
Snow flurries drifted through the branches overhead, catching in her hair. Her breaths were ragged, her heartbeat uneven. She curled her arms around herself and trembled.
I don’t… I can’t…
Yes, her wolf whispered, firm but gentle.
You can. You are not alone anymore.
Alex closed her eyes.
The forest had never felt so quiet.
Until—
A twig snapped.
Her bo
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Chapter 4: a new dawn
Warmth.
For the first time in her life, that was the first thing Alex felt.
Not cold stone.
Not damp air.
Not the sting of bruises.
Just warmth — thick blankets, soft mattress, and sunlight filtering through linen curtains.
Her eyes blinked open.
She was indoors.
The room was simple but beautiful — carved wood walls, pelts draped over a chair, shelves of herbs and books. A woven rug covered polished floors. A soft fire crackled in a stone hearth.
It didn’t smell like bleach or floor polish or mold.
It smelled like cedar. Pine. And something calm.
Alex slowly sat up — wincing as her body complained. Her ribs ached. Her lip was swollen. But she was alive. And nothing hurt bad enough to stop her from moving.
She looked down.
The moonstone necklace still rested against her collarbone.
She exhaled.
Then the door opened.
Aeron stepped inside — silent as snowfall. He carried a tray: warm broth, bread, water.
He paused when she looked at him — not staring, not examining — just acknowledging
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Chapter 5: The Wolf Who Watches
Alex woke the next morning to soft birdsong instead of shouting.
The pain in her body had dulled to something manageable. Her ribs still ached, bruises still shadowed her skin, but she could breathe without shaking.
She sat up slowly, fingers resting on the moonstone at her throat.
I’m still here.
I’m safe.
Words her mind didn’t quite believe yet.
A soft knock sounded.
“May I enter?” Aeron’s voice — low, steady, never demanding.
“Yes,” Alex murmured.
He stepped in carrying a fresh bowl of stew and a folded shirt and pants.
“I thought you might want clean clothes,” he said.
Alex took them, fingers brushing his only for a moment — but that moment sent a warm shiver through her chest.
Mate.
But neither of them said it.
Aeron didn’t mention the bond.
Didn’t reach for her.
Didn’t claim her.
He honored her silence.
Alex’s voice was small. “Thank you.”
Aeron nodded once, like her words mattered.
Later That Day
With slow movements, Alex stepped outside for the first time.
Night Fang territor
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Chapter 6: Voice of the Moon
Snow fell in a slow, gentle drift as Aeron led Alex through the pine trees. The forest here didn’t feel cold or cruel. It felt… alive. The air smelled of earth and evergreen sap, and the hush of wind through the branches sounded like a lullaby the world had forgotten.
Aeron walked beside her, hands in his pockets, giving her space even now.
“You’ve been taught to fear your wolf,” he said quietly, not accusing — simply understanding. “The fear isn’t your doing. It was theirs.”
Alex swallowed hard. “I don’t even know how to talk to her. I only hear her when I’m scared.”
“That’s how she survived,” Aeron replied. “She protected you the only way she could — quietly. Hidden.”
They stopped beside a frozen stream. The glassy surface reflected the pale winter sky.
Aeron gestured for her to sit. She did.
“Close your eyes,” he murmured.
Alex hesitated — then obeyed.
The world narrowed to breath. Cold air in. Warm air out.
I don’t know how… she thought.
And then — a voice, soft as fur:
You alrea
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Chapter 7: A Place to Breathe
The room was quiet except for the crackle of the fire. Alex sat on the edge of the bed for a long moment, unsure if she was allowed to touch anything. The blankets were thick, soft, and smelled faintly of cedar. The mattress dipped beneath her in a way that felt foreign — forgiving, instead of stiff and punishing.
Her fingers twisted into the fabric.
She didn’t realize Aeron was still at the doorway until he spoke, voice low and warm:
“You can rest here. No one will disturb you.”
She turned slightly. He wasn’t watching her like others had — not monitoring her for obedience, not waiting for mistakes. He was just there. Present, steady, unmoving.
“Every room in this house is under my protection,” Aeron continued. “But this one—” he paused, “—this one is yours now.”
Hers.
The word nearly undid her.
Alex swallowed. “I’ve never had anything that was… mine.”
Aeron’s eyes softened. “Then this is your first.”
He didn’t enter. Didn’t crowd her. He simply reached to the wall beside the door and
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Chapter 8: Learning to stand
Training did not begin in violence.
Or shifting.
Or running.
It began with breathing.
Aeron led her to a clearing where frost glittered on the grass. Snow-capped pines surrounded them, tall and ancient, like silent guardians.
“Sit,” he said gently.
Alex sat.
Aeron sat across from her, legs folded, posture relaxed but unyielding — like a mountain in human form.
“Close your eyes,” he said. “Not to escape. To listen.”
Alex closed them.
At first — only her heartbeat. Too fast. Too loud.
Her breath trembled.
Aeron’s voice came soft:
“You’re safe.”
She tried to believe it.
But memories scraped like broken glass — the basement, the shouting, the blows, the loneliness—
Her breath hitched.
Aeron didn’t tell her to stop.
He waited.
And when her breathing broke — when her shoulders shook — he simply said:
“Good.”
Alex’s eyes flew open. “Good?! I’m failing—”
“No,” Aeron said, voice steady. “You’re feeling. That is strength.”
Tears slid down her face — silent, unstoppable.
Aeron leaned forward, s
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chapter 9: claiming her name
Night fell gently over the Night Fang estate. The snow outside reflected the moonlight so brightly that the room seemed washed in silver. Alex sat curled beside the fire, wrapped in Aeron’s cloak. The warmth didn’t feel borrowed anymore.
Aeron entered the room quietly, carrying a small, lacquered box carved with the symbol of a crescent moon wrapped in a wolf’s tail.
Alex sat up, heart thudding.
“What’s that?”
Aeron sat beside her — not too close — and placed the box between them.
“It belonged to your mother.”
Alex froze.
Her breath caught in her lungs. Her wolf pressed closer, alert, waiting.
Aeron opened the box carefully, as if the memories inside could shatter.
Inside lay:
A blood-red ribbon, frayed at one end
A pendant shaped like a full moon, cracked down the center
And a small, rolled piece of parchment tied with silver thread
Alex reached out with trembling fingers and brushed the ribbon.
It was soft. Warm. Loved.
“My mother…” her voice faltered. “What was she like?”
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