Run. Novels & Stories

THEN RUNNING. Living room. Not 3:01 PM. 2:59 PM. Clock. Mantle. We wait. Every day. _Click._ 3:00 PM. _Gate._ Beep. _Bus._ Hiss. _Running._ Feet. Small. Fast. _Silence. Front door. 3:01 PM._ Door burst open. Alex. Shark backpack. Off. Floor. _Thump._

(warning: ❗panic attack❗) RUNE I can't pass out now! God no! Please! Not here! I need to leave. I need to leave! Hot tears burned my cheeks. I grabbed my chest, my nails digging into my skin. The pain was nothing compared to what I was feeling. I tried to sit up, grabbing the bed for support. My head swam. The earth spun out of control. Bile and vomit rose in my throat, so furious I had to swallow it down.

POV: Finn | London streets, Rookeries I run until the townhouse is not visible anymore, which takes three turns and approximately two minutes at the speed I run, which is fast because running fast is one of the things my body has always done easily in the way that some things are easy before you have been taught them and which just are, and then I slow to the pace of someone who has stopped running from something and who is now simply walking in a direction.

Why had she suddenly drunk so much? And the healing broth she mentioned, I hadn’t the slightest recollection of it. Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I waved a hand dismissively as I said, “I told you, I’ve lost my memory. I have absolutely no idea what broth you’re talking about. “Besides, you’re not paralyzed. It’s just a headache. Why didn’t you just order some takeout and buy yourself painkillers?” Claudia flinched, then frowned and said, “Jayden, there’s a limit to throwing a tantrum.

Now let’s get into it. “ Thing 1 & 2, y’all have 2 MINUTES to bring y’all’s sleepy asses down to this kitchen and eat breakfast before today’s 5 mile run turns in 10 with a extra 2 hours of training” I yell from the bottom of the stairs. Not even 30 seconds later I hear Nadia’s door creek open and he light footsteps coming downstairs.

my mother countered with a razor-sharp snap of her jaw. "Acknowledged, Luna." It was the only compliant phrase my processing matrix could output to maintain protocol. "Your vitals indicate an immediate deployment for a territorial run," Luna Elara Stormborn noted with absolute disapproval as I entered the pack breakfast den two solar cycles after Lyra Braveheart’s combat demonstration.

Rune’s POV I could feel my pulse drumming in my ears as I ran through the woods. My heart was racing and breaths were shallow as I was in full pursuit. He wasn’t getting away. Not this time. “Get him!” I yelled at the men at the top of my voice.

They were bickering on who would carry me and I rolled my eyes. ‘Fine. But when we feel the mate bond, we are telling them. End of that story.’ Raine chuckled and nodded. ‘Alright. I can agree to that. Now, let’s start running.’ I smiled and took off into the forest. Justin and Ethan were so wrapped up in their argument that they didn’t realize I had already taken off for a good few minutes. Then, I was joined on my run by two furry wolves. They flanked me as I continued to run. Pushing myself, I picked up speed and tried to at least give them a little bit of a challenge. I’d never been as quick a

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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.