The Runaway Mate Novels & Stories

Randy, Evelyn, and I grew up together. Later, I fell in love at first sight with Rowan, a knight, and we became engaged. Seeing this, my parents proposed a marriage alliance for Evelyn with the Snow Wolf Tribe, but both she and Randy refused, and the matter was dropped. Eventually, Randy left Moonshadow Wolf Tribe and returned to his people. "I’m sorry, Mia. I came too late. I always thought you were living a happy life. If I had known how much you were suffering, I would have taken you away from Rowan!" Tears welled in Randy’s eyes.

The rain which wasn’t in the sky when I entered the building pelting my body while my wolf growled so angrily in my head, but running was something I’d always done, it’s all I knew. Looking up at the now completely smashed through window, I find my mate stood right up close looking down at me as I crouched down. His eyes holding anger that I had ran from him, the way his body tensed was evidence to me that I’d done the right thing, this man isn’t going to want someone like me as his mate. With one last look into his beautiful but angry eyes, I take off running into the dark and rainy woods as fast as my bloody feet could take me.

nod his head. " Next time just tell your customer you don't have any liquor left" Lucas enunciated and gulped the remaining liquor in the glass. " Even if you have been drinking, you don't look like someone who's drunk. You words made sense to me and I wondered why a cute guy like you will be drinking" the young man said with a tone of curiosity. " Who said cute men can't drink? Mind you I'm straight" Lucas flicked his lashes at him as a sign of warning. A warning he shouldn't have any lustful thought towards him because he don't want his ass to be fucked. " I know you're straight. You don't need to remind me" the waiter waved his hands in the air in a bid to hide his embarrassment. " Come

“I did. But ‘mates’ are something else entirely. Mates are two wolves chosen by the Moon Goddess herself to be together. They have...a special connection. A bond. Their wolves are also bonded. Again, it’s not something that a human can understand.” “So your husband wasn’t your mate?” I asked, even though the words sounded ridiculous to me. I had to question my mother’s sanity for a moment, but I decided to suspend my disbelief and just listen. “He wasn’t. But I found my mate. He was the Beta’s son in Sunstorm. He was...gorgeous. He felt the mate bond instantly, and then we fell in love. We...had an affair. A long one. I knew it wasn’t right, but I was so in love that I didn’t care. Anyway, t

Mark's wolf was scratching his insides, wanting to come out to rip apart the man who was ogling their mate. Remembering that he was indeed Micah's mate was enough for Mark to bow his head in shame. This was the mate whom he had denied few months back. It was a foolish and impulsive decision on his part and if he could turn back time, he'd wish to go back but, wasn't it too late? Could he change back time?

I scoffed "You ran from him. He is just scared that you might run away again." Alaric told me "And you think I'm not? You think that I can't hear the whispers of the pack? Every day, I hear whispers that talk about how his mum doesn't want me for his mate and would much rather he mate with another female whether he rejects me or not. I'm not letting that stop me, I'm trying to give him a chance, I'm trying for the sake of my wolf to learn to love my mate, is it too much to expect the same effort from him? Yes, I ran! I know that; I have been abused since I was six. Mentally, physically, emotionally and worse of all sexually. I have lost count of how many times I was raped and then beaten and

They were unique to the mates and would look like tattoos to most people. “No. Katherine hasn’t found her mate yet. Trust me, if Kitty had her mate, I’d know,” he shook his head. “How can you be so sure? You seem like a busy guy. You’re a state trooper, your mate is expecting, and now you’re stuck with my runaway pain in the ass. Maybe she has a mate but hasn’t told you,” I shrugged.

My happiness was taken aback when I saw my mate running away, her silky brown locks dancing in the process. She felt what I was feeling, and she ran away from me. "Consequences aren't going to be good for you, little mate," I grumbled. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

I told him. “But she is not your mate,” Dim touched my raw point. My jaw locked and gaze hardened. I don’t like talking about my runner of a mate to anyone. “My pack deserves better than a coward,” I maintained firmly. Indeed she was a coward for running away. She should have stayed and rejected me in my face instead of fleeing the first chance she got.

“And how do you know that?” Her expression faltered. She smiled, a small, sad, brittle smile. “They were my pack. For a little while. Not anymore. I had to leave for their sake. And mine. My mate…” Her voice trailed. “He wants me dead.” I frowned, letting the darkness in my voice slip free. “Some mate.” She gave a humorless laugh, sharp and short. “Tell me about it.” I let my grin tilt just enough charm to cut the tension. “Well, guess you’re stuck with me now. Two runaways are better than one. We’ll keep each other safe.”