Romans & histoires Chasing My Runaway Mate

" Get off me. Let me go", Edith screamed. The tears streamed down her pink plump cheeks. It was just after five o clock and the sun was setting rapidly on this cold winters day. The wind blew gently and the smell of snow lingered in the air. Edith stayed late at the school park with Connor, her best friend because she didn't want to go home to her misfit family. Although she loved her family dearly, they were indifferent towards her. Everyone was, always calling her a weirdo. Edith never understood why. Maybe it was because things that cannot be explained, happened when she was angry or upset. But it could always be a coincidence. She regretted staying late instantly when darkness crept in a

He grabs my hand, and I face him again. “Listen, Sloane, I know you’re mad at me, and you have every right to be. I only found out about the pregnancy today. I promise Sloane, I was on my way to you when you bumped into me earlier.” He reassures me. Mark would never lie to me. “I don’t want to be here Mark. I can’t survive here.” “Where do you want to go?” “I don’t know Mark. I want to go somewhere far away. I already wasted thirteen years of my life on someone who isn’t mine. I can’t do this anymore.” I say weakly.

Emilio said. Maria is my mate?! I ran towards her, feeling happier than ever. She is my mate. How? I didn’t care how. Maria is my mate. I was so close, but Maria turned around and ran off. Do I follow her? What do I do? Maybe she didn’t hear Beth say she was my soulmate? "Or maybe she is scared?" Emilio said, feeling hurt, that she ran away just like me. Screw this; I am chasing her.

Something felt off, something was not right. Unable to control myself, my body ran to Charlies room, but she was not there. Panic rushed through me as I had realized her scent was faint as well. Steel began pushing for control, feeling uncomfortable that his mate was missing. We had such a pleasant evening last night. Her smile etched itself into my brain, as I fell asleep replaying her laugh over and over again. I flung out of her room without a second thought, still in my boxers. I ran down the hall frantically, searching for my mate. Would she be in pain without me? What would happen if she decided to run away?

It was simply impossible. Every detail of tonight was still fresh in my memory, so how could Kyle have just… vanished? "Kyle, where are you?" I cried, my voice breaking. Dad immediately ordered the ceremony paused. Several guards hurried over, and Helena explained the situation to Garrett Wildclaw, the lead guard. I struggled to keep my voice steady, petrified of ending up in the stone cell again. "Dad, I'm not causing any trouble. I'm looking for my mate. He came here with me tonight, but now he's gone! He must still be somewhere in our territory. Please, help me find him!"

The man that I married. The man who promised to protect me and love me as if we were fated mates but it turns out all those words were lies. When Stephanie showed up he completely forgot about me. He didn’t even give me a chance to explain myself to prove to them that it wasn’t me who pushed his psychotic mate. “Come back here, Arabella!” he demanded. His tone was filled with authority but I didn’t budge. I stood near the border. One more step and I will be out of Blood Fang territory. The territory that Adrian ruled. The place where I thought I belonged but ended up getting betrayed.

SASHA. ‘MATE.’ ‘MATE.’ ‘MATE.’ Ash chanted as she paced in my head. It was taking everything within me not to flip, and everything within me to stop myself from falling into the arms of a man I had never seen. A man who was my mate. A man whose brother had just claimed me as his soon to be luna. Now, what has running from home done for me? In the end, I am still marrying the man I ran to avoid.

These werewolves were here to kill. So why didn't her mate escape? Snarling and growling could be heard coming closer. It made Harper's chest fill with fear. Again, she asked herself why her mate wasn't running away? If he continued standing there, he would be killed! Even though this was a dream, Harper shouted. "Please, move! Run! Get away from the hill, or you will die!" As expected, her mate didn't pick up on her voice. Instead, he peculiarly lifted his hands and fingers. A chant left his lips, and Harper held her breath when a wind seemed to respond to his words.

I felt so ashamed of it. I stood at the side of the house enjoy seeing his appearance, carefully taking every detail of his body and trying hard not to be discovered by him. Who knows the trouble I could get in, entering someone's land without their permission. I wanted to move away from the land that appears as if it was his of the way he was ordering the men. But my wolf did not want to. He is your alpha, our mate. My wolf spoke to me. My eyes widen frighteningly. I got to get out of there I thought. I started to run off, but my dress got caught on the side of the house. As I try to pull it away. I looked to see if I was discovered by any of the men. And there I saw the men staring at me.

"Don’t worry. I’ll be here. Waiting for you… whenever you’re ready." It feels like a dagger has been buried in my chest and carved out my heart. I don’t look back. I can’t. I wipe my tears and run. I run like the hounds of hell are chasing me. Like the night itself is swallowing me whole. Like I can outrun fate. My pulse is a wild drum, my breath ragged as my feet pound against the earth. The world around me blurs into nothing but shadows and ghosts. He is my mate. But he is not my husband.