Runner Stories Novels & Stories

The rogues were defeated,the army was victorious Dylan, Aidan, Barton, Cecelia and Jeffery met the rest of their pack at the border ,they were celebrating with drinks and food,the celebration lasted all night long. Dylan suddenly felt restless, he decided to mind-link Samuel to check if the girls were okay but couldn't get through to him making him worry more. “Dylan, what's wrong?” Aidan mind linked to Him “I feel something is wrong like girls are not safe, we should go home” Dylan replied

Zane has already had a free pass and pushed his luck way too far. Now he must face the consequences. The Alpha King ends the call and I hurry to join Alvin and Jace. We go out where ten fully equipped warriors are waiting for us. They are fully equipped, their weapons and attributes attached to their uniforms in such a way that they can pull them off with a jerk if they need to shift. The helicopter we are leaving in is waiting in the garden of the packhouse. Just as we are about to jump in, I notice Xanna standing defiantly with her hands on her hips, shaking her head disapprovingly. Without a word she joins us and we are ready to begin our journey to the gates of Midnight Moon.

The summer evening was falling on the city, relieving the concrete jungle of the sweltering heat of the day, but darkness was still far away. The road that ran through the outskirts was filled with various vehicles, including public ones, with people rushing to return home at the end of the working day. The bus, following its regular route, stopped at the next stop, opening the doors for passengers. People who were at the bus stop, waiting until those wishing to leave the bus, hurried to take the empty seats.

I had already submitted evidence and only needed to wait for legal sanctions. When I heard about Darcy Lemche’s car accident, my wolf nearly fainted. Without the Moon Godness’s help, my wolf would have collapsed. I hated the rogues—why did they keep attacking my close wolves? On the way to the infirmary, I heard gossip but didn’t care, telling myself it was okay as long as he was safe. It didn’t matter how many she-wolves he had.

I started traveling. Visited all the calm places I'd only seen in textbooks—cliffs, deserts, fields that rolled forever. This time, I wasn't missing a thing. But sometimes, in some quiet corner of a new city, I'd feel it—that familiar presence. Never close enough to bother me. Never far enough to forget. I always knew who it was. But I never turned around. Never slowed down. That foolish Wenna? She died in the accident. Died under Hugh's cold stare.

But it was safer than the alternative. I was learning that everyone here was running from something. Tommy the bartender had gambling debts that would get him killed if he went back to Chicago. Big Mike had done time for assault and couldn't find legitimate work. Even Sable had ghosts, I could see it in the way she went quiet sometimes, staring off at nothing. "The thing about running," she told me one night as we shared a bottle of cheap whiskey on the roof of the clubhouse, "is that eventually you have to decide if you're running toward something or just running away."

Part of their very being. And then there was the screeching and howls, the shrieks and breaking; and the quiet that followed sent shivers down his spine. When he finally reached the east where the Dragon Gate stood, all he saw was blood. The gate is open, the pack gone. There was no sign of the assailant, and no sign of life. The bodies of his friends– his comrades, laid before him. A whimper escaped his throat. This cannot be happening. But this is no time for fear– with his wolf blood boiling, it is time to fight.

Yonnah felt insulted but did not utter a sound and nodded towards her children to come in the living room. After they were all seated, the man begun again. He told them how Edan had come across their group in a bar and in a drunken stupor admitted that he needed a lot of money for his business that was not going well. If he could just find someone who would lend him that much money then he would do anything for them. The group of men looked at each other. They were loan sharks and had a quite good business with it. They told him that they could provide him the money if he could return it at the end of the year in double or they would seize all his properties. He agreed and they told him to m

I looked around to see Sam look at his cousin in horror and then shift and run. "Hell no" I growled and shifted to follow him. As I ran, I spotted Carla getting cornered by two hunters. In a blind rage and ran at them and literally tore through them as I passed. I paused then to check on the others. Lee and Devon were taking down a couple of warriors and I spotted Dean and James working on a few hunters. They were all winning but then I heard an howl that sent ice through my veins.

Zayne's voice cut him short, his fingers tapping on the table, drumming to the opening of a childhood show he watched as a kid. "Boss," the one in a blue suit next to the one wearing glasses, began, "let me get the girls and the..." "I didn't come to seal a deal, Ricardo," he sighed in that calm tone that screamed alarm. They knew that was the reason he had Capo Bastone manage all the transactions, for like Matteo had said, "If you kill every damn person on this planet, then who'd be left?" "We are just asking for the papers; without the papers, we can't let the gun go." It seemed the glassed man, with whom he didn't know his name, was beginning to get some bravery: "What if, tomorrow, the m