Chased Novels & Stories

"It's fine mum. You really need to stop worrying too much about me. I think it's high time you have a boyfriend" Jayda quirks her eyebrows at her "Yes mum, I know the reason why you don't want to date is because of me and to show you that I'm really not bothered give me your phone" "What for?" "Just hand it, mum" Jayda hands Lucy her phone while having a suspicious look on her face. Lucy goes to her play store and downloads ChaseApp "What's Chase App?" Jayda asks "It's a dating platform" Keisha answers as she finally takes a seat on the single chair available in the room.

He whipped around, his patience flying right through the window. “Why the hell are you tailing me around like a lost puppy? Do we have an appointment I forgot about?” “Nope,” Chase said, leaning casually against the hallway wall with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. “I’m just dead curious about what kind of leftover business you could possibly have without involving me. It’s a free country, bro.” “Stop following me, you freaking weirdo,” Chris growled as the elevator doors chimed open. He stepped inside and aggressively mashed the button for the Surgical floor.

The sound of Chase’s skates came closer, faster, closing the gap with terrifying speed. A predator. That’s what Chase was on the ice; ruthless, precise, and unforgiving. Noah’s grip tightened on his stick. Good, let him come. And at the very last second, Noah shifted. Not away from him but straight into him. The collision was sudden and brutal.

I went out through the same door that Chase had used and I saw him storming through the hallway. “Chase!” I called, but he neither stopped nor turned. Well, I was wearing sneakers, and so I ran towards him, trying to catch up with him. “Chase! Wait!” I called out, but Chase wouldn’t slow down. I thought I was a good runner, but I realized that even though Chase wasn’t running, he was still very fast. Eventually, I was able to catch up with him. “Please, slow down, Chase,” I said, but Chase didn’t stop.

He drifted the first corner, the tires of his car howling, the rear end kicking out in a perfect, controlled slide, then straightened and rocketed down the private road. I gripped the door handle, my heart in my throat. In the side mirror I saw the masked figure shrink rapidly, still standing, still watching, until the darkness swallowed him whole. Chase didn’t slow. He flew past the main road turnoff, tires gripping asphalt like claws. The city lights blurred into streaks. My pulse matched the engine’s roar, and for a second I thought I'd hallucinated the masked man. But Chase saw him too. “Where are we going?” I managed to ask, my voice thin.

They’re gaining on me fast. I din’t know who came up with this sadistic little game, but I’m not happy about it. I don’t want to play. I follow my tethers deeper into the woods, praying I reach my bonds before the others do. I almost cry out when I stumble into a small clearing and see him. Chase. He’s right there, arms yanked around the thick tree trunk behind him. His eyes find mine, wide and wild. “Hurry, little bird,” he warns when I hesitate.

With my shaky paws, I pulled the door hook of the front door open slightly, trying very hard to not to be obvious. I moved to the back and decided to open the right seat and with great fear I pushed the door open, bolting as fast as I could to the front while they began swarming in. Once at the front, I made my way out, dashing as fast as my small limbs could carry me. They were all behind me, growling as they drew closer and closer towards me. I could see the pack borders from a far distance and it made me run even faster as I hoped not to collapse or stumble because my eyes were half closed and my vision blurry because of the air.

Agent Chen supported him from the other side. Lucian was heavier than I expected. His body was still fighting off whatever Shaw had injected him with. But he was trying to help. He was forcing his legs to move. Ten seconds. "Move, move, move!" Chen screamed. We ran toward the door. It was a clumsy, stumbling run. Lucian's feet kept catching on cables and debris. The timer glowed with red numbers in the middle of the room. It kept counting down with that horrible electronic beep. The sound echoed off the walls. It seemed to follow us as we ran. It was the sound of our lives running out.

Charlie immediately jumped up: “Then who is the mate in Suzan now? “I don’t know. I feel like the lawyer Greg is just that wolf’s lackey. Oh, by the way, the license plate number of that car is A8888.” Suzy sat up and said gently: "Sir, you can go find out who the owner of the car is..." Charlie immediately called to check and soon got the news: "That car belongs to Greg. Did you see what that wolf looked like?" “Too far, I couldn’t see clearly.”

I chased after her. Lucas shouted, "Alpha, wait!" But I couldn't. There was just something about her that I couldn’t ignore. The girl was a fast she-wolf. But I was faster. I gained ground, my longer strides eating up the distance. Then she stopped abruptly, making me skid to a halt. Turned to face me, her chest heaving, her face matted to her forehead with sweat. Then sly smile twisted her lips. "Well, well, well. Look who's here. You've beaten my expectations, Chase. Too bad you're too late."