Running With The Wind Book Novels & Stories

A shadow swings like a pendulum as I pass the corner where the rats have vanished in the steam and I don’t want to turn my head to look at what casts it. I force myself, and almost see the face of the skinny teen hanging from the laundry line, but my head won’t turn that far. My neck burns, and looking down at what’s keeping my head from turning, I see that I’m wearing a rough noose of my own for a scarf. The coarse fibers scratch at my throat and dig their splinters in. I claw at it, but it’s too tight, it won’t give. I can breathe, but the rope is heavy, and I trail it like a tail when I break into a run. Frantic now, I take corners at random, splashing through oily puddles of putrid water

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

Caras pov followed the windy trail of the forest. The trees blurred past me as I sprinted through, my speed a blur even to my own eyes. At first, the surge of power, my heightened senses, boundless stamina, and impossible strength, had left me terrified. Now, after countless runs, I was starting to understand my new reality. Each step felt like freedom, a fleeting escape from the chaos behind me. I hadn’t encountered anyone during my run and began to question if I was heading in the right direction. But the sharp whistle of an arrow grazing my ear shattered that thought.

Yewa's P.O.V I ran. No one chased me, but I ran anyway. The wind tore at my cloak and the earth bruised my bare feet as branches clawed at my arms and legs until they burned with scratches, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. My lungs screamed for air, my ribs ached with every breath, yet I pressed harder, faster, like the shadows of unseen hunters were snapping at my heels. I didn’t want to give them the chance. If they cared enough to come after me, I wouldn’t be easy to catch. If they didn’t… well, that truth would hurt less if I was already far away.

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

My wife Naomi Holden's phone was always on silent mode. Whenever I needed to reach her, the call never went through. My only option was to ask everyone around us, but when every single person gave a different answer, I already knew the truth. She was with him again, the frail man she had never been able to let go of. On our seventh anniversary, we had plans to meet at our usual spot for dinner. Three hours passed, and she still had not shown up. I stood on the street, burning with fever, dialing one number after another. My father picked up, his voice warm and unhurried. "Naomi just came by for dinner. Don't worry, I've got my eye on her for you." A friend working at her company lau

It will explain how he cannot detect him even with his Wolf eyes. The vines started attacking Remus. It came for his ankles and wrist. Wrapping it in a tight clasp, preventing him from moving. But this is exactly what he wanted. He has Saxe falling in his trap. He heard the whiz of the wings opening. In a second, Saxe will swoop in. Remus counted in his mind— three… two… one— in one big pounce, he was able to slash the vines that wrapped his right hand, and at the same time caught the neck of Saxe who in his bewilderment, was unable to comprehend what had just happened.

And as I ran, I felt the wi nd more, blowing through my fur. I would find her, drag her back if I have to and she would learn, No one runs from an Alpha.

"Almost there." The wind blew me forward towards a darker portion of the woods and through my magic I could see various spectrum of color, a trail of light calling me, beckoning me to come closer, with a palpitating heart I took off in a run headed towards the direction of the whispers and the light, the wind pushed me forward gleefully whistling it's tune, I picked up the pace the branches pricking hard against my feet, the thorns pricking hard, tearing up my flesh but still I ran with a madness, my feet pacing with the furious tempo of the wind, it all swelled up to a crumbling crescendo as the light trail finally came to rest on the familiar figure of a man.

His power swirling around them like a black storm. The air crackled. The wind howled. “No,” I whispered. And then I ran.