The Runaway King Pdf Novels & Stories

“It seems one of the packs in the outer regions of your kingdom has found out what is going on.” “WHAT?! HOW?!” The king growled, sitting upright. How did anybody find out what the hell he was up to? He made sure that nobody in the damn homelands would talk! Magnus shook his head and explained that he was out checking on packs when he noticed that one of the packs had taken in some refugees and was increasing their numbers. The king sighed and waved his hand through the air. “That doesn’t mean they know what’s going on, Magnus!” He roared again but this time laughter echoed throughout the empty hall. “You spent your life as a rogue. You won’t know this, but wolves sometimes take in refugees,

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

“Does anywhere else feel uncomfortable?” The moment Alyssa opened her eyes, the men immediately gathered around her, their faces full of concern. Marcus stroked her head and said, “Don’t do something so dangerous again. We’ll worry.” Alyssa’s eyes reddened, and she clutched Elio’s hand. “I’m sorry. I was just too scared. Running away from the wedding back then was really my fault. I was afraid you wouldn’t want me anymore…”

"I heard what Magnus said. You found an old man in a box. So what? In the Deep Woods, when a bear wakes up in the middle of winter, we don't sit around and draw pictures of it. We light a fire at the mouth of the cave and smoke the bastard out." "It's not a bear, Runa," I said. "It's the First King." "He's a man who has forgotten how to die," Runa shrugged. "And men who forget how to die are the easiest to kill once you find the right soft spot. Stop acting like you’ve already lost. You’re the White Queen! You’ve got the Rebel, the Shadow, the Golden Boy, and the Book-Boy! And you’ve got the Deep Woods!"

The nobles around the room continue to murmur among themselves, their whispers carrying clearly in the vast space. “Look at her.” “So defiant.” “Doesn’t know her place.” I ignore them all, focusing on the imposing figure seated on the black throne in front of me. The King leans forward slightly, his pale eyes fixing on me with cold interest. “So, you are the runaway bride who disobeyed my orders.” Terror floods through me, but I force myself not to crumple under his stare. I’ve come this far; I won’t break now. “Magnus Blackwood,” the King says without taking his eyes off me. “Verify her identity.”

They were laughing like they were the only ones inside the enormous hall. Alaric clenched his fist. Something was throbbing painfully inside of him, and he didn’t know what it was. He drank the wine he was holding in one gulp. He remembered the reaction of the two when they met upon the return of Keane and his men. They called each other Dragon and Phoenix. “Did they know each other?” He asked himself. Suddenly, a man wearing a black suit approached the king and handed him a piece of paper. The king’s naturally blue eyes seemed to darken upon reading the letter. “Find the man,” he just said.

Dylan dragged his exhausted body out of the hotel room, having tidied it up as neatly as possible. At least Bernie wouldn't suspect that he didn't have the courage to stay there. So, Dylan decided to run away, afraid that Bernie would wake up and see him there. When Dylan returned to the hotel, his face was pale, his legs trembling, and his back aching. Danny happened to be in the living room and seeing Dylan like this, he furrowed his brows.

Still, he turned and saw that the man was really coming at them, and he quickly picked up Tommy while quickly running away with his incredible physique! Zachary yelled from behind, "Do you think you can keep running forever?!"

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.