Runaway Series Novels & Stories

I didn’t wait to ask how bad it was. I ran.

Alpha Unleashed The city lights flew by in flashes of red and gold as I sped through nocturnal Los Angeles like a bullet, my black SUV devouring the streets. Every breath I breathed was filled with the fragrance of blood and vengeance, my wolf pacing beneath my skin with ferocious impatience. “Trace the signal again,” I hissed into the Bluetooth headset, fingers white-knuckled around the steering wheel. “We’re triangulating it to an abandoned shipping yard in San Pedro, Alpha,” Carter’s voice crackled across the line, his typical assurance tinted with worry. “But… Lucian, Damien’s expecting you.”

Rhoda and Rudolf's family life continues as a runaway, a family that flees from unfavorable situations. Rhoda passed out unexpectedly while walking near the jet with Rudolf and baby Robert. Rudolf cried, "Honey!" What exactly is your problem? "Rudolf inquires as he snatches Rhoda's body and drags it to the ground; Robert's face flushes as he shouts, "Mommy!" As he sat in his regular squat, Robert let out a loud scream.

"Runaways!" Lysandra was so angry yet so glad. When was the last time she was called to action? She probably missed hunting runaways. "They will regret ever thinking about it." She promised, as her heaven hole slipped away from the tip of my standing pole.

Cara stumbles backwards away from me, as if stung by a horde of vicious bees, her lips trembling slightly as more tears wet down her face. That first night she kissed me, that first time, I fucking felt alive. Resurrected. Like something dead in me sprung back to life. Now, I can't help but feel that I have just ruined that happy memory. I keep ruining everything. Coward. You are a fucking coward Dane. Our pack is at least a twenty-minute run from White Moon, our neighboring pack. I know I will regret the next decision I am about to make for the rest of my miserable, fucking life.

This wasn't even worth calling a home. There was only one thing to do. Run.

I got out of the car as soon as it came to a stop. "Hey, Miss Runaway Bride," he quickly followed me. I entered the coffee shop without saying anything. There were only a few people inside, probably because it was late, almost midnight. It seemed like everyone was already in a deep slumber. I chose a corner seat, feeling sleepy and wanting to rest for a bit. "What do you want?" Carlew was still following me. I sat down and slouched before answering. "Anything please. Just something that will wake me up a bit. I'm getting sleepy." After saying that, he promptly left me. I sat there for a while, succumbing to drowsiness, feeling its weight on me.

I have to escape! I do the only thing that comes to my mind: I run.

Sometimes, it's because they are kicked by the Alpha from the pack or they ran away from the pack without the Alpha's agreement. Rogue: Just like Lone Wolf, Rogue Wolves live without a pack but usually they make groups of rogues. Rogues sometimes are called the wolves who can't be ruled and sometimes they are the wolves who are crazy enough to be in the pack. They hurt the other pack members or didn't follow the Alpha's orders and rules that made them got kicked from the pack.

he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once." Damon nodded, his eyes gleaming with a hint of the same anticipation that coursed through Zach. "The rumors, Alpha? The one of the runaway?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Zach grinned, a flash of teeth in the semi-darkness of his study. "Oh, she'll be there, Damon. I feel it in my bones. My little runaway will finally be mine." He stood, his gaze piercing and dark.