Romans & histoires I Just Want To Escape

He mumbled behind his breath wished no one hear him but my super hearing can hear those words. 'I think it's time to get out of here!' My wolf suggested. 'Damn true!' I got up from my seat slowly and nodded to the waiter. "Thanks," I said in a whisper and walked faster to the lift. When I got to my room, I released a breath. 'That's close!' My wolf yelled in happiness. 'You will never want that to happen ever again.' I inhaled the air and exhaled it in relief. I jumped on the bed. Wow, I missed sleeping on a bed! I've run away from home for a year and slept on the ground with dirt or leaves covered my body for a year also.

Let your imagination go wild! "What is this for?" I asked. "Take a photo of it and send it to your driver. Tell him I'm the last person you're with, and I'll take full responsibility if anything awful happens to you. Call him so that you may have a proper conversation with him." I locked my gaze on him, trying to figure out if he was serious, and he locked his gaze on me as well. No one wants to break a stare, but I swiftly avoided it when I felt like I was melting through his stare. I sighed in despair; I really wanted to go home, and if Cielo still isn't coming, I might take him up on his offer. I feel like I'm getting a cold, my head hurts, and the rain isn't helping. I called Cielo's num

She looked at Yolanda, who was trying to please her without any response. Despite using various tactics, Yolanda couldn't manipulate Samantha. She was really on the verge of breaking down. She checked the time. It was almost time for the event. She gave up completely and said, "Samantha, let's escape together." Yolanda wanted to shed a sympathetic tear for herself as she thought of what she had said before. She wouldn't have said those things if she had known Samantha was Sophia, but it was too late for regrets now. If Samantha didn't want to go, then she would have to take her with her. At least she had to leave this city first. It would be best to leave the country.

“He won’t like it if he found out you’re trying to escape. So, please, stay put and wait for him to come back.” “I’m tired of hearing those excuses! I don’t even know why I just woke up locked in a room, and everybody’s telling me not to leave, and that Alpha told me I’m his property and this is his territory and---” “Because that’s the truth, Miss.” She wanted to grab a handful of her hair! She was losing her mind. “Please, just let me go. You can’t get anything from me. I’m just a homeless lady, seeking freedom. I don’t want to be a slave of your pack. I don’t have any skills anyway. I’m useless.”

With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and called my brother, Francis Haywood, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I whispered weakly, "Francis, come get me. I want to go home."

On the way I messaged my contact from my pack, Hannah, to tell her I had left. In the taxi, I actually felt relieved that he had insisted that the wedding be small, and I did not even tell my clan he had asked me to become his mate. This saved me from dealing with the disgrace of running away. As I entered the airport, I decided to call Alex. I felt I owed him at least that much—to tell him our bond was over. He never picked up the call but sent me an angry voice message back. "Just get to my pack; the Oracle is waiting. Something happened to Elsa, so I will be a bit late. Why are you acting as though I will be running away?"

I’m too busy thinking about how I’m going to get from the bed and downstairs without breaking my neck. Mack’s suggestion to take me to the garden tempts me for a moment. Not because I’ll be getting fresh air, but because it would make escape easier if I was already outside. But then I catch sight of my gray duffel bag in the corner of the bedroom and I realize I can’t leave here without it. So, I have to make my escape from the bedroom. I can’t leave my clothes and all my cash behind because it’s all I have. It’s only mid-afternoon when my stomach grumbles and the urge to use the bathroom sneaks up on me that I realize I’m being stupid.

Lucius waved at me from across the garden, holding our pup in his arms. I smiled, then dropped the pink dress and the card into the trash. A new life shouldn’t be tethered to the past. The brave keep walking forward. No looking back.

I wish to devote the rest of my life to the church and live in repentance, praying for my beloved. The priest shook his head, sighing. "Though your attachment is strong, the person you love has already let go and left this world." Hazel smiled bitterly, staring at the photo of me hanging from her neck. "That's a good thing. As long as Danny is happy, anything is fine." After Hazel renounced all her assets tied to Flores Group, she announced that she would never again appear in the public eye. She insisted on praying for me, so the priest suggested she go on a pilgrimage.

“What if one day we leave all this behind?” His brows lifted slightly. “The business?” he asked. “Everything,” I replied softly. “The danger. The family drama. The constant problems.” He stayed quiet, listening carefully. “I think I’d want somewhere far away,” I continued. “Somewhere quiet. Somewhere nobody can reach us.” A small smile appeared on his face. “And what exactly does this imaginary place look like?” I smiled slightly, already picturing it in my head. “A big house,” I said. “Not too modern. Somewhere surrounded by trees. Maybe near water.”