Novel & Cerita His Runaway Queen

What's going on Eira, can you hear me?. She didn’t answer, more like I couldn’t reach her. My mind screamed. Why am I running? But there was no answer. Only fire behind me. Screams. The tents burnt bright yellow. Those looked familiar, like the ones my clan used. Still, I ran. My feet were cut and raw, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. My mother’s voice whispered again. This is the only way. They’ll come for me. I must live. I must protect, that is my duty as queen.

Jumping into that water hole could easily be fatal. Watching it all unfold, I felt oddly relieved. I should have realized sooner. A future Alpha King like Darcy would never truly claim any she-wolf. No one was an exception—not even Brigitte, and certainly not me. But fortunately, my heart would never be shattered by him again. "Whoever does it, I'll make her my Luna!" The she-wolves who had been fawning over him earlier exchanged nervous glances. None of them had expected this madness. Becoming Darcy's Luna—joining the prestigious Lemche clan—was a dream. But you had to survive first.

She didn't want any type of influence or disturbance in her studies. Though she had originally placed her conditions for the marriage and practically agreed for the marriage, she still was here trying for the last time to plead her father, hoping for her sister to return. If anything, she also wanted to run away from this marriage, this reality that was playing out in front of her eyes. But she knew it was impossible. After Olivia ran away, the security became more tight. But she wouldn't run, not now when she knew her family's reputation was at stake. Not to mention, the Walkers were not someone ordinary, they found her anywhere she would run. " A day! No only half a day is left for the eng

Lyra started searching every hook and nook in case Piper was hiding. Her eyes fell on the bed covers tied together as a rope against an opened window. Piper has run off. Lyra slammed her clenched fist against the wall, frowning, “Damn!” After the conversation they had, Piper still ran away on her wedding day. Lyra sat on the couch, massaging her temples. How would she tell everyone about the runaway bride? “Calm down, Lyra. Calm down,” she mumbled. She exhaled deeply, her breath making a puff in the air as she grabbed the note on the mirror stand. “I'm sorry, guys. I can't dump my lover for an unknown man,” she read Piper's written message.

he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once." Damon nodded, his eyes gleaming with a hint of the same anticipation that coursed through Zach. "The rumors, Alpha? The one of the runaway?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Zach grinned, a flash of teeth in the semi-darkness of his study. "Oh, she'll be there, Damon. I feel it in my bones. My little runaway will finally be mine." He stood, his gaze piercing and dark.

You escaped. And found freedom, she whispered. He tightened his arms around her. And love. Teresa leaned into him. The runaway bride was gone. In her place stood a woman who knew exactly who she was. And where she was going.

Even though she had ratted me out, I was still worried for her—she was still my friend. “Uhmm…” the maid hesitated at first. I slowly stood up from the ground where I had slept and sat on my bed. “Speak,” I commanded. “Your Highness, from what I heard, the queen came into your room last night and was shocked to see Maria on your bed, wearing your clothes,” she paused, gulping. “The queen demanded an explanation, and that’s when Maria told her you wanted to escape and had worn her clothes. She was asked to take the guards to you, as the queen had already signaled them…” she continued, but I cut her off.

I didn't flinch; nothing surprised me anymore these days, so I was merely waiting for him to say whatever it was that brought him here. “What is it?” I asked calmly. “The queen ran away from the palace. She escaped through the west wing of the palace and jumped over the low fencing at the other side of the livestock farm” he said, and I felt my chest tighten. She was really that desperate to go back to Rowan, the man who didn't respect or value her for anything at all. My heart was beyond broken, and for a moment, I considered sending guards after her to bring her back to me. But she had made her choice, and I had to respect it.

Ethan swallowed hard, clearing his throat nervously and forced the rest of the words out all at once. “ They are saying the Queen is cursed. That her mother died giving birth to her and that everyone in her old pack believed she brought nothing but bad luck and death. They are claiming that is the real reason she ran away and came here—that she is an omen of destruction. And they are saying... they are saying she has bewitched you into making her the Queen, just so she could bring ruin to our pack next. ” Every word struck harder than the last.

My eyes were still on him when Elias seized my arm. Run, my Queen. Run now. * * *