Runaway Nico Novels & Stories

“I won’t let anything happen to you. Promised. Lucyan's face went white. "We need to go." Right now.” We ran quickly to the back window. Lucyan broke it open, and Micah and I got out. Shots were fired, then another one. I screamed as Lucian grabbed his side and fell back into the room. Hey, Lucian! His shirt was stained with blood. He clenched his teeth. "Go!" "Elara, grab him and run!" "I'm not going to leave you!"

“He is. The absolute fucking idiot.” I cried against his chest. Soaking his shirt with tears. Eventually the sobs slowed. My breathing evened out. I pulled back. Wiped at my face. “I can’t stay here,” I whispered. “I can’t. I can’t keep doing this. Keep letting him destroy me.” “Then don’t.” Nico’s voice was quiet. Serious. “Let’s go away from here.” I looked up at him. “What?” “I told you, I can take you away from here. From Italy. Somewhere he’ll never find you. Somewhere safe.” His hands were still on my shoulders. Steady. “Say the word and we leave tomorrow.”

We threw ourselves into the back seat as bullets pinged off the metal. “Drive!” I shouted. Nico collapsed against me the second the doors closed. His face was pale, lips almost gray. I ripped off my jacket and pressed it hard against his shoulder. “Stay with me,” I begged, my voice cracking. “Nico, please. Don’t you dare leave me right now.” He tried to smile but it came out as a grimace. “Told you… it was a trap.” “Shut up,” I whispered, tears blurring my vision. “Just shut up and keep breathing.”

I shouted while he ran away from me. “Hehehehe,” Nico giggled while watching his family drama. * #TBC

I ran quickly to my car with tears flowing from my eyes. I quickly turn on my car. I saw Nico running to my car, I quickly drive away from that place. I cried I cried so hard and hit the gas. Speeding through the highway. "Sorry Nico.. Sorry.." Nico POV "Nico, where are you from?" Broken. That's my heart currently was.. It just break into pieces. To be honest, I heard her conversation with her sister about me. I didn't believe it a bit, she just want to mask it.

I thought about it for a while before I decided Nico couldn’t want something major from me. “Fine.” “Okay. Go and change, and we would leave.” “I don’t need to change. I’m going like this. Let me just grab my bag and come down.” I grabbed my bag and went to the parking lot, where there were no fewer than ten cars. Nico picked a Rolls-Royce and drove out of the compound. There was one SUV in front of us and two more behind us for protection. “Nero loves you, you know.” “I know, and I don’t need you to keep reminding me of that. All it does is make me feel like shit.”

Exception to Omegas under 13 years old and pups, who muststay in the packhouse when there is an attack on the pack. "When my dad died, I was left alone in my room. My sister was running away to help my parents. I hate that I couldn't help my family to protect the pack because I need to follow this rule." She looked over the board sadly. This was striping my heart off my soul. She's so young... "I'm so sorry to hear that. I know we lost a lot of brave soldiers last year. But I promise you I will do everything to get the pack out of danger." I hugged her and she hugged me back.

I heard someone shouting. "Sir, a wolf just went out." "Idiot, go get him!" The door was wide open. I transformed into my human form and got in. Nico's car had already rushed out. Since we had been discovered, we should just leave as soon as possible and not f*ck with a godd*mn camera. "Hey, hey, girl, take it easy. You want to fly me into the sky or what?" I suddenly felt that Nico could fly a plane now. She, who used to be introverted and cowardly, was now extremely brave. The car shuttled through the villas and was almost stopped by the patrols several times. She nimbly avoided them, which impressed me.

Every step was measured, and my nerves were on edge. Just as we reached the passage, I heard footsteps behind us. Panic surged through me as I realized he was coming. Without thinking, I nudged James toward the passage and whispered, “Run!” He darted out, small legs moving fast as he bolted toward the trees. I was right behind him, my breath coming in gasps as we plunged into the forest. “Emma! Don’t make this difficult. You can’t run from me.” Evan shouted while following me.

Two black SUVs pulled up outside, and three of my father’s armed men stepped out, faces tight, suits crisp, eyes scanning everything. “Miss Winnie,” the lead one said, holding the door open for me. “We’ll get you there safely.” I nodded, clutching my small duffel bag. No luggage. Just essentials. Just escape. The ride to the airstrip was quiet. No one said much, and I was grateful for that. My head buzzed with leftover painkillers and panic, but I kept it together. I had to. When we got to the jet, it was already humming, engines hot, lights on, steps lowered.