Novel & Cerita The Runaway Mate

His words made me scoff and roll my eyes. "Are you saying I am not allowed to back out on my own?" I asked. I had not realized he had gotten up and was now right in front of me. "There is talk that if their pack subdues yours, you would have to go back and marry him." Daemon asked, "His family is adamant that you two are fated mates." "What rubbish," I scoffed. "Of course it is. An Alpha can tell who their fated mate is the moment they set eyes on them. They can't resist the pull," he said, inching closer. My breath hitched in my throat.

Will he want me to wear crop tops and short skirts like Haisley and Rowan and the other young, mated females? Acid rises in my throat as my adrenaline spikes. He can make you do whatever he wants. Run and hide. Run and hide. Run and hide. I force myself to move the hamper back where it belongs, unlock the door, and walk at a steady pace to the back of the cabin. I’m not going to run. I’m just going to look out the storm door and remind myself that I can leave at any time. I’m not trapped. Your mate can smell you. Once he mounts you, he can track you by the bond. Pull you by the leash. You’ll never get away.

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.

“You don’t step into my territory unless you’re suicidal.” Cade exhaled. “It’s Mara’s mate.” I blinked once. Maybe I didn't get that well. The fuck? “Her mate?” I echoed, voice flat. “The same bastard that left bruises on her skin to the extent she ran away without a fucking glance?” He gave a tight nod. “Guess he’s pissed she ran back here. Heard he’s been rallying his men for days.”

“Do you understand why I’m standing here beside Max? Why am I not and will never return to your pack again?” Alpha Rick’s brow furrowed, confusion crossing his face. He didn’t respond immediately, so I continued, my voice sharper with each word. “I am here because Max is my mate—my true mate. I am his Luna. And I would never return to a place that was nothing short of a nightmare. A pack where the so-called ‘family’ treated me like I was less than dirt. Where I was nothing but a target for their cruelty.”

Ten years wasted, seven years of disillusionment—I hadn't escaped any of it. Gaius and I met at a college social event. He was tall, cheerful, and exactly my type. From then on, I couldn't stop myself. To chase him, I even gave up an exchange program and stayed in the country. I visited his college whenever I had free time, staging "coincidences" until, on the ninth try, he finally agreed—reluctantly—to give us a shot. Later, it was me who suggested we register our marriage. I never thought that because I pursued him first, our love was cheapened.

I was trying so hard to run despite the changes in my body. After running for a while, I couldn't hear him coming at me anymore and I stopped. "Avery, why are you running away from our mate?" Alina, my wolf said to me and I was shocked. "Our mate?" I asked her. She was just about to reply to me when I felt something huge pounce on my body.

I stepped straight into the space between him and the frightened man and put both hands on his chest, just like I had behind the healing house. “Look at me,” I said. “It is Elena. You know me.” A growl rolled out of him. His claws came up. I felt them brush my sleeve. “You know me,” I said again, steady and low. “I am your mate. I am not afraid of you.”

Damian’s Point Of View : I roared, my boots thundering against the ground as I gave a hard chase after a surprisingly fast human mate of mine who could even outrun me. He was way too fast, unnaturally fast for a human which really surprised me but at this moment that was the last thing I cared about. My first priority was to catch my runway human mate and take him home before marking him, punishing him hard in bed for pushing me, his alpha, away.

She can't even last an hour without getting irritated just by looking at him. "Are you ready to marry me?" "You think I will be standing next to you if I'm not? Do you even have a brain? You gave me no choice? You locked my mother in a place you call medical facility and who knows where. If I hear something about my mother getting hurt or dying I will burn off everything you own. Media is vast, Damien. I hope you're not dumb" She scoffed. "Careful, little actress. I'm asking nicely." "There's nothing nice about marrying a stranger and a mafioso. So fvck off before I decide to runaway."