Eat And Run Novels & Stories

The sharp pain returned for a hot minute and then passed once again. And then she heard it. Loud and clear, EAT, RUN. Her wolf was back!

The moment he stepped inside the cabin… I moved. Fast. No hesitation. I bolted in the direction I had seen him come from. Branches scratched against my arms as I pushed through the trees, my feet stumbling over roots and uneven ground. Run. Just run. Don’t stop. Don’t think. Just run. My lungs burned. My body screamed. I hadn’t eaten properly in hours… maybe longer. My strength was fading. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. Not when I was this close. Not when freedom was right there…

I feel my existence means nothing in my Pack. My brother trying to remain optimistic that things will change back to normal. The pack treats us lower than the omegas of the pack since our parents died in the war. Oh how I miss them. The day will come I will run. I will run as fast as my legs can take me. I am just waiting to turn sixteen. Then I will receive my wolf. My brother is supposedly be Alpha but the Beta took over the Pack stating my brother being Eighteen and just received his wolf is too young to run it.

Elizabeth I ran. On all fours as fast as they could carry us. Jumping over low branches, ducking under high ones and wriggling through tight spaces. Dawn ran and ran, suspending breathing and focusing on not getting caught. Because they were right behind us - a hoard of them - unsure of what they were chasing, surprised by what they would catch. If they caught me. I couldn’t let that happen. The snow wedged her from underneath her feet, fuelling her speed. We’d never run this fast in our lives. I thought at the end of this, if we survived, we’d still die. We hadn’t stopped breathing for so long, breath must have given up on us.

ELLIE I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my bare feet slapping against the cold asphalt with each desperate stride. The pavement was rough and unforgiving, small stones and debris cutting into my soles, but I barely registered the pain. Adrenaline coursed through my veins like liquid fire, drowning out everything except the primal need to get as far away from that restaurant as possible.

Sweat glistened on their brows, but the joy of the leap, the thrill of flying through the air, pushed them onward. Then came the endurance runs, a real test of mental and physical stamina. It was not about speed; it was about resilience, about the ability to keep going when every fiber of their being screamed for rest. Gideon led them through winding trails, up steep hills, down into valleys, each step a fight against fatigue. The ground became a blur, the scenery a mere backdrop to their struggle. Time lost its meaning; there was only the rhythm of their breathing, the pounding of their hearts, the relentless drive to keep moving. Gideon was there with them every step of the way, his voice

They went to the food court, stuffing themselves with pepperoni pizza and polishing it off with ice cream for dessert. “We are very happily full—three of us,” said Darina, resting her hand on her stomach. “Are we done, or are there more activities in the program?” Kai grinned. “Of course more.” They drove for half an hour, reaching the foot of a mountain, where they parked. “Now it’s time to run,” he said. Darina knit her brows. “Running with a full stomach isn’t much fun. Can we just walk?” she pouted. “It’ll take ages to walk.” He guided her behind a bush. “I’ll run, and you’ll ride me.”

Now it was second nature, and even a lot of fun, almost like running one of the fancy obstacle courses the Warriors had at their training compound. Luck was also with me and I managed to catch a few fish while I was running upstream, allowing me to fill my belly at least a little bit. I couldn’t eat too much, otherwise I would simply lose it again as soon as I shifted back. As a rule, I only ate as much as my human form could tolerate.

My eyes went wide and I turned her around. Looking Olivia up and down, she definitely was thinner as well. I had been so happy she was in front of me, I hadn’t even done a true health check. Fingers brushing her shoulders, I could see the muscle but it was literally just bone, muscle and skin. Not a single ounce of fat anywhere. “You haven’t been eating?” “I have. I eat what I can. But after nine days of running…” My eyes widened. “Nine? You ran for nine days? In the forest? Alone? What the hell did you eat?”

I said grumpily to hide my awkwardness. He scanned my bare chest. "In the morning, there's no blood in my veins, just coffee, baby. Now stop complaining and enjoy your breakfast." "One waffle. I can't eat a lot before I run." "I'm taking notes. Are all runners this picky?" "What do you eat before a game?" "A cow." I glared. "Seriously." "Okay, so I eat light, but the cow comes later." "Exactly," I said in a harsher tone than I meant to.