Runaway With A Baby Novels & Stories

I didn’t look back. I crossed the pack’s border without hesitation. I had no plan, no destination. Just a baby growing inside me and the raw, pulsing pain of betrayal guiding my every step. But I would survive. I had to. Because this baby deserved better. And I would never let anyone take that away from me again.

My words fading away into the dark night as tears streamed down my cheeks, I pats my baby's back, before glancing back at the damn brothel one last time. My swollen eyes finally turning away from the building, I with all the pain, blood and heartbreak at last ran. My legs moving, I along with my baby ran far away from the building, from my wretched God forsaken damn life, I along with my baby ran far away from the one I loved, from Audrey, Mom and the famous Mr. billionaire...him "Xavier..." Even though his name mumbled out of my lips I didn't stop, nor did I look back, cause even no matter how shitty it hurt so bad, this was maybe it.

If this wasn't reason enough, then, Irish didn't know what else. She couldn't help questioning herself. 'If he was resisting her all the while, then why his sudden agreement to kill her? Why not just reject her? Nevertheless, Irish didn't have enough time on her hands to think deeply about these things. She had to save herself and her baby first. To do that, her mind reverberated with only one word. “RUNAWAY.”

“The hunter wasn’t alone.” Kael grabbed my arm, pulling me close. His heat seared through me, the bond thrumming wildly. “We run,” he said, his command leaving no room for argument. I wanted to protest, to stand and fight, but the bond screamed agreement. The child’s pulse echoed in my veins. Survival came first. We fled into the forest, branches whipping against skin, the air thick with the stench of rogues closing in. Kael ran ahead, his body moving with lethal grace despite his wounds. I followed, my wolf lending speed, my glowing hands lighting faint trails in the dark.

I yelled, as he fell. “Run, leave me. Take the baby and fucking run, do it,” he said, trying his best to stand and limp. Veronica was still pulling my other hand and I made the hardest decision of my life. I grabbed the car seat and kept running, leaving my bleeding mate in the middle of the road. *Run, just run! Save our baby,* Selena yelled in my mind.

I told her tears falling. "AAAAAAAWWWHHHOOOOOOOOOO!!!" a howl broke the moment. Alice wrapped the baby and began packing a diaper bag. "We will have to go quickly." She told me. The midwife finished cleaning me and began helping me get dressed. "I will stall them as long as I can but you must run and not look back." She told me. She quickly put shoes on my feet and ran the bag on my back. Alice threw a baby carrier over me and place Trixie in side. "We have to go. Allen and her are going to stay behind and fight to give us more time but the Rogues have found us and if you want your baby to live we MUST run." Alice told me. I was terrified but I didn't have time for it. I nodded. "Let's go."

Carissa asked aloud as she looked at her mother, who nodded her head and pulled her into a warm hug. “I’m sorry mum”, Carissa broke into tears while Mrs. Williams patted her on the back calmly. “It’s not your fault, my dear, it wasn’t controllable, and you couldn’t handle it”, her mother whispered into her ears. “It’s my fault! I passed out intentionally because I saw Stan!” Carissa made to say but kept mute immediately. “Am I fine now? Can we leave the hospital now?” She asked her mother, who nodded her head calmly. “I guess so, but we need to hear from the doctor”, her mother replied, caressing her cheeks calmly while sniffing hard.

The moment he walked through the door, he saw shattered vase fragments all over the floor. A maid stood to the side, her face red and swollen. She looked like she had been beaten badly. Vincent walked past them and went to Madison's side, helplessly wiping the tears from her face. "Stop crying. This isn't good for the baby." His voice was gentle, but Madison slapped his hand away mercilessly. "The baby! The baby! All you care about is the baby!" She bit her lip hard, looking utterly pitiful. "They told me you went to see Eloise again. Are you going to abandon me after I have the baby?"

And I, with my baby safe in my womb, would be on a flight they could never trace, under a new name. （卡）

The baby in his arms was stirring, close to waking up. The man looked to his left and started running in that direction. The voices grew louder; they were coming after him. He fastened his steps, trying his best to escape. But while running, his foot got stuck in a bush or something, and he fell to the ground. The baby slipped from his hands and started crying. The man tried to get up but failed. With great difficulty, he stood and attempted to pick the baby, but he couldn’t — the people had reached him. The baby had fallen a few feet away, and he couldn’t reach him.