Novel & Cerita The Runaway Mate

y eyes flashed with anger as I look at him. "You know why I ran from you? It's because I'm terrified. I'm terrified of losing you and I run when I'm scared. I was scared if rejection so I ran from my pack. I froze up when I tried to save Tala in the rouges in the woods. My life is falling apart and I can't do anything about it but wait. You don't want me as a mate. I'm to high maintenance. If there was away to get your true mate back I would make sure you choose her instead of me. I'm too broken for anyone to have me," I finally say.

In the house, when the shy man noticed that no one had followed the man, he asked, "Bro, could it be that no one is keeping watch here anymore? Did they leave for real?" The tattooed man shook his head. "I didn't hear any engine sounds. With their statuses, they couldn't have left on foot! He must have figured out our plans. "If that's the case, let another man leave from the other side!" So, as Brandon watched, another man swiftly ran out. Brandon hesitated for a moment before running after him. When the tattooed man saw that, he smiled. "There! Let's go!" Amelia narrowed her eyes and screamed when she was being dragged away.

The other warrior whose skin was lighter than the other said in one breath. The two warriors had successfully gained Joanna's and Micah's attention. Unknowingly, Micah had found his way to the living room while holding a plate of fries mixed with ketchup. "What! Speak clearly! What is going on?" Alasdair cursed under his breath. Only if he could force out the answer from the warriors mouth, he'd have. "Alpha, the thing is, a female rogue is claiming to be your mate and refuses to leave until she sees you," the darkly tanned warrior announced.

The same two words I just told my mate. I should run. I have to run. I was running. Because if man in front of me is my fated one, then I shall be damned than let him find me for who I am. For I am his as much as he is mine. But I am nothing and he looks like so much. Unfair. That is what this mate bond is to him. And so I turn. I turn and I run like the dead are after me—because they are, and the creatures have no decency to not attract the wrong kind of attention.

Heavy Heart (Ignas' POV) I came back to camp as quietly as one could, stepping light without the slightest noise that could make somebody notice. The last thing I needed was that anybody noticed my absence and started asking questions. I had enough attention this night, more than enough confusion. It swirled through my mind, the memory of his piercing gaze, the possessiveness in his tone when he'd called me "mate." I let a wry laugh loose into the still night. How fucking absurd was this? Why, when I'd finally let go of the idea that I'd ever have a mate, did the Moon Goddess decide to give me one now?

“Get out of my sight!” I ran past him. My breathing was unstable, only to be held by this stranger. I turned to look at him, and he slowly pulled the sunglasses off to reveal the purest bluest eyes ever. My heart stopped for a while. “I’m Kai, and you are my mate.” He announced.

I got home that night, grinning playfully like a kid. Dante, as he said his name was, promised me to take me out of that shell and tell the world that I am his mate. But I have a little problem. Will he actually tell the world his mate is a weak omega? What if he is a high rank in the council or in the pack? What if his parentsdon't accept me as his mate? What, then? "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

KIAN’S POV I knew she would run. I thought I was prepared to catch her but I had underestimated my mate. “Isn’t she impressive?” A smile stretched my lips as I thought of her meticulously planning, putting things together to escape me. Me. The same person she swore she could never live without. “Who?” Matthew looked around the room. “My mate,” I responded to his confusion. “All the warriors, all the trackers, all the officers I have looking for her, she evaded them all. Despite shutting down the pack, she still found a way out. Like a rat.”

“The real one ran away after her actions banished me from the pack. She was working with Takashi to destroy our world, so getting rid of them was necessary. I am surprised you thought she was still alive. Your mate bond must be weak.” “S-so…” Maxon’s eyes darkened, the sides of his mouth hardened, and it seemed like he would lash out the next second. “You killed my mate?” “You have a problem with that?” “Rune…” His voice trembled, on the verge of breaking. Then, through gritted teeth and with his head dangerously lowered, he said, “She… was… my… mate.”

The guards grabbed the screaming woman, dragging her toward the back of the SUV as she kicked and shouted incoherently. "I am actually out here searching for someone," I said, turning back to Curtis as the noise died down. "I am seeking my runaway mate." Curtis raised an eyebrow, holding his daughter tightly. "Describe her to me." "She has soft features, dark hair, and she can be tough. Anyone who comes in contact with her knows how tough she gets." Curtis seemed to be in thought. "She ran away from the Hail pack not very long ago." A subtle pull tugged at the back of my mind—a faint mate instinct prickling against my senses—but I pushed it aside as Curtis gave a firm shake of his head.