Chasing Him Novels & Stories

There's only so many places to run or hide to, it is overwhelming to think that Celia has somehow disappeared from the vicinity of the Duke's house. I stop at the end of the hall. I close my eyes and slowly sucking a deep breath, filling up my lungs with as much air as possible. I hold it there for a few moments, calling upon my inner wolf to try and seek out Celia. I do not smell the familiar fate smell of honeysuckle and storm wind. My wolf cannot feel her wolf’s presence, absent from our minds. I repeat the process all over again, hoping for a different outcome, just for it to come back the exact same as before.

“I can help you in finding your path once more but you must make your decision to either start all over better or continue like this.” “I choose to be better, I've tried being selfish and conniving but it only made me miserable and lost every valuable person and thing.” “Perfect, you'll hear from me soon. Make sure you trust no one and tell no one about this conversation. If you do, I'll know.” “I won't, until I hear from you.” He nodded and I heard a whistle behind me. I tried my back and saw nothing. Immediately I turned back to him, he had disappeared. Was I imagining things or did I just speak with someone?

“We’ll catch him in the act.” Dalton raised a brow. “How? We can't openly chase him. That’ll tip him off.” A plan bloomed in my mind slow at first, then quick and sharp. “We won’t chase him,” I said. “We’ll shadow him. And when he moves to strike, we’ll be the blade waiting in the dark.” Dalton blinked. “You have a plan?” “I will,” I said, rising to my feet. “But I need you to trust me.”

The glass door was ajar, fogged just enough to blur the outline, but not enough to hide him. Chase. He stood under the spray, his head tipped back, eyes closed, one forearm braced against the wall. Water sluiced down the carved lines of his back, droplets trailing his muscles and the dips. His other hand was wrapped around his cock, thick, flushed, with veins standing out, and he stroked himself with slow, deliberate pulls. I should have left. I should have turned around and closed the door and pretended I’d never seen this. But I couldn’t move. His grip tightened, his pace quickening. A low groan rumbled out of his throat, rough, private, the sound of a man chasing release with single-minde

,with a hint of mischief on my face, I took off running in the direction of my house. Brodie barked out a laugh, "Oh! It's on!", he shouted as he accelerated behind me, quickly closing the gap between us. This spurred me on, picking up the pace, keeping the distance from him level. I skidded around the corner onto my street, exhilarated by the thrill of the compettion and Brodie chasing me. I imagined what it would be like when our wolves ran together. Would she enjoy the rush of Brodie's wolf gaining on her but always staying out of reach or..."Maybe I'd let him catch me.", I recognised that voice!

His smiles faded away, and seriousness was all over his face before I could see him over. I bit my lower lip and didn't think enough. I immediately followed him, but then I saw two ways. I don't know where the heck he went, but I just closed my eyes and ran towards him. "Damn it! This is so hard for me too! But I don't want to take the risk of giving you up! Fuck you, Lucas! You're always giving me a hard time!" I stopped in the middle of nowhere when I didn't find him. I'm in an open area where only a breeze of calm air is produced by the healthy trees surrounding me.

He was run towards the building while they are chasing him. He Was panting immediately shot them one by one. he climbed the Big woods and wait for them. "Find him,!" a man says while searching for him." I'm Here,!" he said and fired them, and immediately jump choked the one man." Who is your fucking boss,?" he asked while Choking the man to death." Never,!" the man said while spitting at his face his sharp, jaw tightened.

The warmth of his lips ignited a delightful thrill within me. Shyly, I looked up at him, my heart racing as our eyes met. A smile crept onto my face, though I found it hard to hold his gaze. He took my hand, his touch both tender and reassuring, guiding me toward the front door. Outside, a sleek car awaited us. The driver opened the door, and Dominic and I slipped into the back seat. He settled in beside me, and we began our evening adventure. As the car pulled away, I stole a glance at him, trying to decipher his thoughts, but he remained an enigma.

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.

“I thought I heard something out here. Maybe a cat or… I don’t know.” He didn’t answer. Didn’t blink. Just stared. Like he was peeling back layers in his mind, searching for the thread that didn’t match. I held his gaze, unflinching, as a smile curved on my lips, controlled, perfect. I took a deep breath and glanced around, deliberately letting my gaze wander, as if I were searching for something that wasn’t there. My fingers brushed against my arm, rubbing absently, like the chill had gotten under my skin.