Running Novels & Stories

Rune’s POV I could feel my pulse drumming in my ears as I ran through the woods. My heart was racing and breaths were shallow as I was in full pursuit. He wasn’t getting away. Not this time. “Get him!” I yelled at the men at the top of my voice.

Doesn't slow down for even a second. She just runs, silver fur streaking between trees, heading toward the same destination as the two Bloodletters but slower, injured, depleted.

I need to get her alone and get these answers out of her as soon as possible. I force my legs to run faster, adrenaline running through my veins because of these unforeseen events. I feel the wind whipping through my fur, my paws feeling the soft mulch on the earth, the sensation of my tail swishing back and forth as I switch sides and take some sharp turns, the different catcalls of nature, and the scent of the woods all around me. Usually, I would have loved this run. It is a particularly lovely day and in different circumstances, this run would have helped me cool down. Right now, I’m just getting more frustrated with each passing second. I needed to find L

Run your race. The finish line rushed closer with every stride. My lungs burned. My thighs screamed. Sweat slipped down my spine. But I pushed harder. Faster. Stronger. Just a few more steps. Just a little more— “Bailey! Are you even listening to me?” I blinked sharply. The roar of the stadium vanished. The track disappeared. And suddenly, I was gripping the steering wheel of my SUV instead of running toward a finish line. “…Bailey?” Lola’s voice blasted through my phone speaker, sharp with irritation.

I look behind me as Kay-Os growls and tosses both our guys and red wolves out of the way. My eyes widen. “OH SHIT!” I yell as I buckle down and run faster. I shift and bare down on my paws to command more grip. Kay-Os is growling loud and running like an red eyed bull. ‘RIVER! HELP!’ I scream as I run past him. River looks up. He sees the angry face coming at him. ‘I don’t think so.’ He joins me in running. We turn toward the city. ‘Fuck, River what do we do?’

He doesn’t quit the chase and I fucking cry out as I run. I’m not breathing. I'm dying. I’m having shock running through my bones.

Marco's pov I was running. I don't know where or who is chasing me, I need to hurry for something, maybe for someone too, I'm so scared. I feel a hot burning in the lungs when I'm running as hard as I can, huge footsteps pursuing me echoing so much that I can't tell if they are near or just behind me, the fleeting blurred glimpse as I snatch a look behind, my heart hammering in my ears, listening to the click of fine leather shoes drawing nearer and nearer and nearer

She added and I shook my head not understanding anything that was going on. "Well we are going to go running so be ready," I sighed and headed outside to the patio. Rune was already standing there with his shirt off. His bare chest was tan and muscular, showing a well-defined six-pack. My eyes glowed brightly as they traveled down towards his V. When I realized that his fingers were unbuttoning his jeans I turned and felt my cheeks heat up. I headed toward the back of his home for more privacy and began to undress. I dropped to all fours shifting instantly into my white wolf. I trotted back to where Rune was and paused at his enormous size.

At the shadow sitting between two trunks that was the wrong shape for a tree. My phone buzzed. Unknown number. One word. "Run."

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