The Runaway Family Manhwa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“From the very first day you met that boy, he had brought you nothing but trouble. First he made you kill those bagmen in front of his apartment, nearly risking a scene with the media and the neighborhood and then he got you into a confrontation with the Channarong family!” “If you’ve forgotten, Kim, let me remind you, the Ayutthaya and the Channarong family have been enemies for decades! And now the Russian Mob? What’s next Kim? This time, you had a narrow escape with death. But what is to be expected next from that man who seems to have all the luck in the world on his side to have escaped not one, but two very powerful Mafia families?” Kim listened to his brother’s concerns, knowing the f

I roared in the rain, “Why? Why would a good mate and father violate a teenage wolf younger than his own offspring? Why did my own father abandon me?” For almost a year, I had nothing to eat and nowhere to go. During the day, I wandered the streets searching for food—sometimes finding leftovers from fancy restaurants, other times facing pups who recognized me and threw stones. Most of the time, I was starving. At night, I slept in a cold cave, waking almost every morning to the painful sound of my own stomach. Day after day, night after night, I grew tired and desperate, wishing to end my miserable life.

'What are you going to do? "Run," I said, staring down at the pile of money. "Three years. I've saved enough. Time to find somewhere new."

“So how am I supposed to give what I never had?” A knot tightened in my stomach. The coldness, the sheer emptiness in his voice chilled me to the bone. “But Evan, he’s all you have left,” I pressed. “He’s your only family now.” “Family?” He laughed, a harsh, hollow sound. “There was a time when I even longed for a family, long ago, but I never got it. Ryan had everything I was meant to have. When our parents died, I finally thought I’d be free of him. But no. Then your father took him in, didn’t he? Gave him yet another family. And I? I watched from afar as he was handed everything again.”

he cut me off very calmly. Well, it’s not like I could tell him that Jason basically confessed to him. But what could I tell him? Hi, my name is not Adeline. In fact, I’m Madeline… You know, the runaway princess being hunted now by my uncle, who is thirsty for the throne and also happens to be the beta of the kingdom? I shook my head mentally. Yeah, definitely not!

After packing my luggage, I booked a flight abroad for the same day. Ten years ago, my parents and brother had already settled overseas for business. I was supposed to join them as an exchange student. But because of Gaius, I refused to go, leading to a terrible fallout with my family. They didn't even bother attending my wedding. Seven years ago, the only one who showed up was my grandmother, who had remained in our hometown. Now, seven years later, she had passed away.

I do want a child, but I refuse to be controlled. "I've already done everything I can for you, so if you still fail to escape this misfortune, I can bury you in the graveyard of the Prescott family. You'll be remembered as part of the family." Amelia's angry but muffled screams rang out. Just then, the tattooed man suddenly tore off the tape on Amelia's mouth.

I feel my existence means nothing in my Pack. My brother trying to remain optimistic that things will change back to normal. The pack treats us lower than the omegas of the pack since our parents died in the war. Oh how I miss them. The day will come I will run. I will run as fast as my legs can take me. I am just waiting to turn sixteen. Then I will receive my wolf. My brother is supposedly be Alpha but the Beta took over the Pack stating my brother being Eighteen and just received his wolf is too young to run it.

I will never run away from everything again and will face whatever was before me together with them. Having a family like this is enough to make me happy for the rest of my life, I am always going to be grateful for them no matter what. THE END.

Oh my, I'm in the rogues'. I began moving back, step by step. Then I suddenly turned and ran. Running through the woods, back from the direction I was coming. Running as fast as my leg could carry me. I went left this time around. My legs and arms started to throb, I did not stop running through the thorn woods. I just need to get away from here. The trees tearing my fur, I could care less. The only thing screaming in my head is survival. I don't wanna die yet. Scratch what I said earlier about dying.