Runaway With A Baby Novels & Stories

"Have you lost your mind? If you don't want to die, let us go right now! You can't afford the consequences for harming the child I'm carrying!" Jasper said nothing. He calmly drew the long whip from his waist. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp crack tore through the air. A searing pain exploded across my knees. I crashed down to the ground. The freshly opened wounds sank into dust and mud. For a moment, I could feel the pain right in my bones.

I picked up the baby, bottle and pacifier and crept out of the tent. Cindy was amazed at how easy it was to get the baby. He was a beautiful boy that did not deserve the bitch that gave birth to him. He deserved better, and I hoped Ian would give him that. We moved in the direction Racheal had run and kept our pace. When we believed we were far, we began to run too. I held the baby in my arms, praying he wouldn't cry because of the sudden movements. I knew Ace wolves had a very sensitive hearing, and we could get caught easily with a crying baby in our arms.

Baby looked at Adrian with a face as if he is saying he couldn’t fool him. Adrian curled his lips and said nothing. He agreed to run away with Baby because Stella and RK had always ignored his existence, so he agreed to do so. “Don’t worry, trust me.” Baby patted Adrian on the shoulder like an adult and said. “I believe your father can find you!” If it weren’t for the fact that he was young and short, he wouldn’t have let Baby touch him all the time.

He opened the first one, his eyes scanning the lines frantically. “My dearest Rave,” the letter began. “Every day in this cold pack house feels like a prison. Travis is powerful, yes, but he doesn't understand me the way you do. He sees me as a Luna, a mother to his heir, but never as a woman. I find myself dreaming of our time at BloodMoon, of the way you looked at me before everything fell apart. I made a mistake choosing safety over love. I am willing to come back to you. I have started moving some of my personal funds into a private account. When the time is right, I will take the baby and we will runaway together. Just tell me when you are ready to come for us. Yours forever, Aubrey.”

With Adeline's help, I finally managed to get into the passenger seat. I had just fastened my seat belt when a runaway truck came hurtling toward us. I had no time to dodge. All I could do was shove Adeline away with everything I had. In the end, I was trapped inside the wreckage myself. Almost immediately, warmth spread between my legs, and I felt my baby slipping away. I trembled, desperate to scream for help. Tears blurred my vision, yet I couldn't make a sound.

Emily, the ever-watchful friend of Samantha and her baby, remained close by. Jack sat beside Samantha and began to explain their situation to his mother, his voice filled with both determination and concern. He told his mother about Samantha's escape from a troubled past, the dangers she had faced, and the imminent arrival of a new life into her world—a life that brought hope and uncertainty in equal measure.

Adriel muttered under her breath. "Well, you better believe it, honey. Your baby daddy is a billionaire."

After opening the door, she might be able to jump off the truck and escape. But just when she was about to get up, the truck suddenly shook violently. Amelia rammed her arm against the side of the truck. "Ow!" She let out a surprised scream when she felt the pain in her arm. "Stay still and don't play any tricks. If not, we won't take responsibility if you lose the child in your belly!" A man's rough voice sounded from the front when Amelia's voice rang out. Amelia subconsciously touched her belly.

Adrenaline coursed through me as I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the bruises and cuts that covered me. I could hear the pounding footsteps of the guards behind me as I took off running. The sound of a loud alarm blared through the air, alerting every one of my escape. I pushed myself to run faster, weaving through the crowded streets in a desperate attempt to get away. Unknowingly, I ran into a deserted area. My energy was almost exhausted and my face was bloody, but what I cared about most was my child. "Is my baby, okay?" I asked my wolf, the only one who could feel my baby's condition right now.

Marby motioned to his wife and bodyguards to stop and listen. “Help me!” Suddenly they saw her, a running bloody woman with an infant in her arms. She runs towards them. “Please get my baby and run away from here. They are coming and they too will kill you if they see you. Please go back to the shore and sail away!” The woman cried as she handed the baby quickly to Mr. Marby and ran away as fast as she could. Mr. Marby and Mrs. Marby with wide eyes looked at each other. Their bodyguards too were in shock. Then they heard growling wolves and running feet.