Bunk'd The Great Escape Novels & Stories

I sighed inwardly. My father shot a glance at the guards beside him, and they immediately stepped forward to escort Eric away, signaling for him to leave. Though Eric resisted, his drunken state left him no match for the guards, and he was soon taken out. With Eric gone, the banquet proceeded smoothly. However, when I passed by Gareth Hawthorne and Finn Valcrest—two of Eric's men—their expressions shifted to shock and anger. "Alison, you're alive?" "Why did you fake your death to escape the wedding? Have you any idea what you've done? Eric has been drinking himself into oblivion every day, neglecting the affairs of the pack. The elders are already preparing to impeach him!"

It wasn't until Benny came in to report to him that he finally raised his head slowly. His eyes were empty. "Mr. Callahan, it's done. Robyn, Ms. Winslow's mother, died on the spot. Ms. Winslow was so devastated she fainted." Axel nodded. He placed the note back into the box expressionlessly. Then, in a quiet voice, he said, "When she wakes up, throw her straight into the basement. And… any news on Bri yet?" Benny nodded and showed him a photo. "This came from our contact at the airport. Ms. Pembrook took her mother to Baylandia. The plane has likely already landed by now."

Rachel, still sulking, ignored Lex and brushed past him into the house, firmly shutting the door behind her to keep him out. Kai looked at me with a pleading expression, silently begging for forgiveness. Unfortunately, even though I was willing to believe him, Briana's unexpected appearance had left a lingering shadow in my heart. "We'll return to Laguna City tomorrow. Whatever needs to be said can wait till then." With that, I stepped inside, leaving him standing in the courtyard. Early the next morning, I boarded the Huxley family's private jet with a weary face. Kai and Lex both had dark circles under their eyes. Clearly, neither had slept well.

My escape had ended in utter defeat. -- In the days that followed, I got a new phone and made plans with Bella to meet for meals every day. I deliberately fed out some false information, yet I noticed Aaron made no move at all. It seemed he really wasn't tracking me anymore. He didn't bother me much either, just the occasional text to check in, sometimes asking if I'd join him for a meal. Other than not returning to the Celestia restaurant, everything seemed to return to its starting point. He was polite and restrained, careful in how he approached me.

“Please, just let me go. You can’t get anything from me. I’m just a homeless lady, seeking freedom. I don’t want to be a slave of your pack. I don’t have any skills anyway. I’m useless.” She sounded like a kid begging for someone to understand her. She was about to add more heartfelt words to her sentence to change the man's mind when a familiar figure showed up, looking so stern and madly dangerous. “Leave this to me, Hakken.” 'So this young man named Hakken. Sounds interesting,' she thought to herself. “Sure, Alpha Matias.” She stepped one foot away when Hakken left her sight. Matias scanned her from head to foot the moment he fully entered the room.

He taps my arm and points ahead. "Go! There's an old supply tunnel straight ahead." "I know," I say, "Marcus told us about us already." Stomping my foot on the gas, the jeep launches forward. As the five of us head for the escape tunnel, I see Bailey and Nicholas looking out the window. Despite how fast I'm driving, the two of them can still see people as they are eaten alive. The bunker people, Jacob's and Nicolas's old friends, and maybe even families, all fall as either infected or infected wolves jump at them, knocking them over before digging into them. A few people do see us and run toward us but they are quickly taken down too.

We drove for 3 hours due to traffic and stopping for food but we finally made it to my bunker a safe house under the hills towards stockton best way to be out of sight I had bought this bunker the day we came to california its where my family and I stayed at when we escaped Emiliano. I park the car and we all get out of the car and head inside.

The bunker lights dimmed as the emergency system activated. A calm mechanical voice echoed through the underground halls. “Master John… there is an escape route.” Sam’s voice followed immediately. “There is a concealed exit tunnel leading two kilometers north of the mountain. It was designed for emergency evacuation.” Before I could respond— A soft voice filled the bunker through the intercom. Sweet. Familiar. Terrifying. “John… come out now.” My blood instantly turned to ice. The sound of her voice hit me like a knife through my chest.

Dodged a bullet—a full-blown lifetime disaster. I slipped off the ring, tossed it in a drawer, grabbed everything that was mine, blocked Luke's number, and left—with my suitcase already packed. *** A week passed, and Luke thought Arya had cooled off. After the wedding blew up, guilt finally hit him, so he headed home. Figuring Arya might be pissed, he ditched the baby-stained clothes and actually showered. Cassie slid up behind him, arms around his waist. "Clean already? Round two?"