I Tamed A Tyrant And Ran Away Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The wolf let out a low growl before turning and sprinting off in the opposite direction toward a group of girls who were screaming as they ran. ​As soon as it was gone, Mirabel got up again. "Move. Now," she commanded. "That one was just a scout. There will be more." Sam scrambled to her feet, reaching down to hoist Teagan up. I gritted my teeth, planting my good foot into the mud and pushing. I expected the familiar flare of agony to shoot up my left leg. I expected to feel the bone-grinding friction that had become my constant companion for the last seven months.

Aslan helped Tyson get up and started walking towards the mansion but I caught his arm and said, “I know a place that should be safe.” Tyson snorted in response and said, “Girl! Are you trying to take advantage of the situation?” I shook my head with disbelief but didn’t say anything neither did Aslan for the record. Leading them to the Oak Tree, I pushed the door open. “Bloody Hell! Where did this come from?” Tyson exclaimed as he staggered inside. “You both stay here. I will go and eliminate our enemies.” Aslan said and trotted away. A gasped escaped my mouth when I saw Tyson’s shirt drenched in blood. The wound seemed deeper than expected.

WARNING: The chapter that you're about to read contains content, like punishment in a form of flogging, that you may find unpleasant or troubling. Please read with care. “An abandoned funeral home? How romantic,” Tyra squealed half an hour later. She held his hand tight as they stepped inside.

I have to run at any cost! When I was secretly making my plan in my head, again that beta came inside with some papers in his hand. "Alpha, I got everything you asked for." That Tyrant Alpha got the papers started reading it carefully, and soon enough a sarcastic smirk formed upon his lips. "Unwanted pack member, rejected mate, ran away from the pack, and lastly, a wh*re for an old ma_" "I was not a wh*re! I had my reasons!" I didn't allow him to complete his words as I shouted at his face because those were making me feel disgusted with myself and of him too!

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How much more does she want? This is ridiculous he has a house he could have taken her in. Is he doing this out here just to bother me? Why is my tyrant having sex with some whore bothering me? As much as I hate for him to know this bothers me and that I'm out here I can't watch this any longer. Slowly standing up his eyes dart to meet mine. I guess I'm not as stealthy as I had hoped. Rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face trying to hide the hurt in my eyes I turn and go inside slamming and locking my door. I just can't win!

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“The crowning flame knows no years, The crowning flame knows no tears. The crowned is one with a soul so bright, Plunged in a curse to douse every speck of light. For your wolves’ great fortune, you shall bear the bane, Misfortune, misery, an eternal chain.” The crowning flame knew no years. It had chosen a ten-year-old unshifted pup to be the Alpha Naturale. The crowning flame knew no tears. It forced the pup to grow up too fast and take over the pack completely at the age of sixteen. And the curse? As if her life wasn’t cursed enough! Misfortune and misery were her constant companions.

“Because my brain couldn’t make up anything original. Elias. Tyrant Elias. Captive Elias. Of course the real one has the same name. Life’s hilarious like that.” He tilts his head. “Tyrant? Captive bride? What are you talking about?” I take a deep breath and it feels like my ribs complain about it. “I had this long dream. Or coma dream or whatever. You… well the dream you kidnapped me or something. Made me marry him. I got pregnant. There was school and a guy named Yuto and this girl Lauren taking pictures and Ryan whose girlfriend got killed. It was all so real. I pushed out a baby and he died and then you tried to strangle me and then a mental hospital and jumping off a bridge kissing while

Getting less than a hundred feet before my legs give, letting me roll under a parked car as the sounds of boots and radios follow me. Let go, or simply lose hold of the failing handle, that got me through yet another disaster in one piece. Curling into a ball and praying that they don’t find me as I remind myself stray cats will never belong with kings. Chapter 1.24 Cher Almighty, Xoxo Nyx