Running With The Wind Book Novels & Stories

Kael stayed close to me, his presence a steady reassurance. “Stay with me,” Kael said, his voice brushing against my mind again. “I won’t let you get lost.” I took a tentative step forward, then another, my wolf legs trembling but strong. The forest was a symphony of sounds and scents—branches snapping underfoot, the earthy smell of moss and bark, the distant rustle of animals. Everything felt alive, more vibrant than I had ever imagined. And then I ran. It was instinctual, a natural rhythm that came from deep within. The wind rushed past me, carrying the scents of the pack and the forest. My paws barely touched the ground as I pushed myself faster and faster, the exhilaration building with

His roar ripped free, raw and feral, like the sound of a beast in agony. He shoved past every hand that tried to hold him back, his body a blur of motion as he stormed toward the docks. On the shore, terrified crowds fled inland to higher ground. Only he fought his way against the tide, running straight for the raging sea. Behind him, his Beta shouted desperately, "Alpha! Don't! You'll die out there!" Felix didn't hear. Or perhaps he refused to hear. He tore loose the rope of a speedboat, vaulted onto it, and slammed the engine to life. Without a second of hesitation, he aimed straight for the monstrous waves rising to devour the horizon.

It was as if they existed in their own little world, oblivious to the absolutevdiscomfort they are causing me. With a clenched jaw, I watch as she invites him in. My heart pounds crazily in my chest and the sting of jealousy gnaws even more at me from within. Where is this brotha going? Must be selling cookies or some shit... =================================== This book takes a lot to write... I would appreciate it if you could show me some love :-) ... Please remember to vote, comment, share and follow! Kellisa Kelly

He ranted to himself as he gripped his bag closer to his chest and began to run down the street until he got down to Bernard Street after twenty-odd minutes of sprinting and getting weird looks from passersby’s. He doubled over and panted loudly in the middle of the street before walking over to the all too familiar café – Brew For You. With a low, nervous, breath he walked into the café, wiping his face lightly and smiling at the customers who were already sitting in the café. He walked into the Staff Only changing rooms and hung his bag up on his peg, unzipping it and rummaging through the contents.

We move like one—silent shadows slipping through the trees, the wind at our backs, fury burning in our blood. And as we run, one thought repeats like a mantra in my mind: He won’t get away this time. Not after what he’s done. Not after what he took from her. He wants to start a war? Then he just got one. The forest blurs around me as we run, claws ripping into the soft earth, the scent of blood and steel hanging thick in the air. The wolves behind me keep pace, a storm of fury and vengeance hurtling through the trees. Then I hear them.

she said, smiling. "So, are you guys done? Or do you need more time? Cause hey, oh! Look a wind bane is coming. " Jessie said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. Lyle pressed a kiss to her forehead, they all shifted into their partial wolf form as the wind bane appeared. It's screeching sounds was loud. "Freya, I need you to run as fast as your legs could carry you! Don't look back." I ordered. We broke off into running, she ran in front, while I was behind. When the rest were out of sight, we continued running out of the woods, surprisingly, the wind bane didn't come after us.

That was more than enough for me. I can still endure it all, so I will keep going no matter what. _ _ _ Must have been the wind Copyright © nostxlgicxx

I picked up my backpack with my jaw and I ran. The trees blurred past, their leaves whispering as I sped through. The ground was soft with moss in places, slick with roots in others, but my paws found their rhythm. The wind rushed against my face, carrying scents, deer, fox, the faint musk of wolves miles away. Every leap, every bound was a silent prayer. Let me get there in time. Let him be safe. I pushed harder, my muscles burning, my breath a steady pull and release. Somewhere far ahead, Caspian was moving closer to danger, and I was the only one who could stop it.

Nathaniel’s POV The wind howled past my ears as I ran. My paws dug frantically into the dirt, mud spraying behind me as I pushed my body as hard as it could go. Beside me, Malik was a massive blur of midnight-black fur. His heavy, rhythmic breathing was the only anchor keeping me from completely losing my mind.

She rolled down the window and waved at me. Simon then said naturally, "Get in. I'll take you both home." When he saw my eyes fall on the passenger-seat sticker that said "Girlfriend Only," he frowned, somewhat impatiently. "Gem has a bad back. The passenger seat has more room. You can sit in the back this time." Look at that. He remembered every little thing about Gem. He remembered her bad back. He remembered her cramps. But somehow, he could never remember the old injury I had from moving all the heavy furniture.