Novel & Cerita Jon Snow Runs Away From Winterfell Fanfiction

That winter, we went skiing in Aespen, Amestia. It was where the rich and the werewolf nobles liked to hang out. However, an avalanche came out of nowhere. Dad grabbed Summer, my adopted sister who was fast asleep, and ran. Mom hurried out too, but she made sure to grab the little stray pup Summer had found. They got back to the Moonshadow Pack that same night and posted a bunch of photos online, happy they were all safe. They forgot all about me.

Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen. Once she has assured herself that the kids are okay, she turns back around to sit in her seat correctly. Andy turns to look at her and says. “We had better find some where to stay pretty fast, because we are probably already up to three inches of accumulated snow and it is still falling down at an alarmingly fast rate.”

“I, Jason Cade, future Alpha of Bluemoon Pack, reject you, Jenna Travis, as my mate and future luna.” A searing pain hits me in my chest and I cry out loudly. My knees give out, and I fall to the floor. The cold from the hardwood does nothing to distract me from the pain I’m feeling in my chest. I’m shaking and crying on the floor when I hear Jason’s retreating footsteps. It makes my sobs grow louder and my body shake some more as he leaves me there. The world goes quiet around me, only the sound of my crying can be heard.

He opened his eyes slowly to see me. He stared at me with a furrowed brow, he groaned in pain. He was going through pain. "I apologize for coming here unannounced," I said and he sighed. "I'm Nova Frost, the daughter of Denzel Frost the Alpha of the Snowcap pack who died seven years ago," His eyes widened in shock when I said that. I understand that he was surprised to see Denzel's daughter in his palace. Not just his palace but his room. "Denzel's daughter?" He muttered and I nodded. "How did you get here?" He managed to ask.

And now, my biggest opportunity. But before I could process it, a deafening roar of wind echoed from outside, shaking the cabin. I moved to the window and saw a flurry of snow. From the living room, the TV announced a breaking news update: a massive snowstorm had hit, and no travel was advised. I was snowed in. With him. My ex-boyfriend’s dad.

Brianna exclaimed. “So?” He said in a casual voice, but he knew she noticed the subtle stiffening of his shoulders, she was very observant. Brianna huffed not buying his nonchalant attitude, “You always mop around like a grieving widower on the day of the first snow, I just want to let you know you’re not doing that today,” she said, “it isn’t snowing yet though, but it will soon.” “Just leave me alone Bri.” He groaned, turning away from her, and folding into a fetal position.

Tomorrow we are going to arrive at my pack and I know that they must be getting ready for my arrival , news must have traveled that the rogue Alpha had escaped with the human princess. Silence followed again without the both of us not being able to say a word to the other. Dylan poured water into the fire. Tomorrow is going to be the longest day and I promise you , you might want to rest. I nodded without saying a word as I stood up and walked back to the nice spot that I had prepared, it felt so cold. As I laid there drifting away into unconsciousness, my eyelids growing heavy and my breathing getting slower by the seconds , Dylan's heartbeat against my back lured me back into consciousness

he whispers, “come home.” I shake my head, tears falling hot onto the snow. “I’m not going anywhere with you.” His smile is soft. Almost tender. “You will.” His hand lifts slowly, a suggestion, an invitation… And the ground beneath us trembles. A beam of light explodes from the lodge. A flare,bright red,fires through the night sky. A voice shouts my name from behind the lodge. Not Ruby. My mother. “LIORA! RUN!” The Winter King’s smile fades. And the storm roars to life.

“It was a selfish act. So, how are you holding up? Seen any more ghosts in the hallway?” She flinched, her eyes wide. “You knew?” “I know him,” Jax corrected gently. “He observes. It’s what he does. He’s been alone for a very long time Snow. He doesn’t know how to.. interact. Especially not when the wolf is screaming at him to throw you over his shoulder and drag you to his den.” Winter’s face went pale, a blush of horrified embarrassment creeping up her neck at the raw, primal image. She had felt that, a dark and terrifying echo of it through the bond. The raw, possessive hunger.

Heavy footsteps crunch through the underbrush, Snowie immediately stops mewling because she knows her Daddy is here. "Cassie! Where is she? Where's Belle?" Jaxon's voice booms in the darkness of the night, heavy and desperate, his breathing ragged like he just got out of a big fight. I jerk upright before I can stop myself. Snowie coos in her cot, she wants me to pick her up but I can't. Mama's not strong enough. I step out from behind the caravan on unsteady legs, the world seems to tilt with every step I take.