To Catch The Runaway Bride の小説・ストーリー

"Ava’s acting was already sharp. As for the Alpha... I didn't see an actor. I saw a man. Whether they are lovers is their business. If you want to keep your territory in this city, I suggest you stop scenting for their secrets." The representative chuckled nervously. "I just mean... the vibe is undeniable." "Then it’s a victory for your brand." With the first stage complete, we moved to the next location. The second scene was the frantic run toward the chapel. On the way, the bride trips, and the groom helps her remove her shoes before hoisting her onto his back to carry her up the stone steps. A small, white chapel stood in the distance of the resort, a beacon of hope against the sky.

I warn, crossing my arms. She grins—wild, reckless, mine. “Relax, Mr. Husband. I’ll come back this time.” And then she runs. A breath leaves my chest, half a curse, half a laugh, as I watch her take off across the open field, her laughter ringing out like a damn melody. The embroidered flowers on her gown shimmer under the sun, the fabric billowing behind her like she’s caught between a dream and reality. Mateo and Shalini are already in position, cameras ready, because of course, they are. This isn’t just a moment—it’s her moment. The runaway bride was captured perfectly.

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

But he couldn't, and the longer Natalie took to make her way over to him, the harder it got to stand still and wait for her. Halfway down the aisle, she paused and looked at Jamie beside her. At that moment, Levi saw raw panic in her eyes before she spun on her heel and ran out of the chapel, leaving him and everyone around them reeling. "Did she just run?" Someone in the crowd asked, and it didn't take long before whispers about his runaway bride and pitiful looks filled the room. But Levi barely noticed them. His brain stirred to life, and instinct kicked in like a shot of adrenaline; he chased after Natalie, ignoring his groomsmen's frantic cries behind him.

Letisha Hearst - Carter “Are you going somewhere far away, miss?” The driver asked after he dropped me off at the airport. Both of us peered at my pieces of luggage plus I am carrying this backpack behind my back as if I truly ran away from home. The thing is, I am really going somewhere far. I am running away from my married life, most especially my husband whom I loved dearly. I called a cab a while ago after packing my things in a flash. That is one of my greatest talents that only a few people know.

He left her, or so to speak, he ditched her. On the most awaited day that Daphne Collins had been looking forward to, Maverick Powell, her groom, abandoned her in front of the aisle—in front of everyone. She never thought that Maverick would do this, especially on the day of her wedding. Like in movies, Daphne believed it was always the bride who ran away, not the groom. It was ironic to think she would be the ‘Bug Guy’ to Maverick’s Julia Roberts.

She seizes the opportunity and bolts, sprinting out of the room. Maya races down the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest. She bursts through the front door, the bright sunlight blinding her for a moment. Her eyes widen in horror as she sees a car speeding away down the driveway, her children inside, their faces pressed against the glass. “No!” she screams, desperation clawing at her throat. As she turns back, she sees Jackson’s men rushing out of the house. Without thinking, she dashes into the treeline bordering the property, following the direction of the car.

If this wasn't reason enough, then, Irish didn't know what else. She couldn't help questioning herself. 'If he was resisting her all the while, then why his sudden agreement to kill her? Why not just reject her? Nevertheless, Irish didn't have enough time on her hands to think deeply about these things. She had to save herself and her baby first. To do that, her mind reverberated with only one word. “RUNAWAY.”

On the second ring, he picked it up—not without hissing. “How's it going?” her anxious voice echoed. He smirked. He felt good that she was a bit destabilized. At least she'd reduce the running of her lips for some time. “I told you I have it under control.” With that, Mrs Beth breathed in. ———————- “What did you find out?” Ethan’s voice sounded, as he took a drag from his cigarettes. “That she left abroad.” “What!” his voice echoed. He couldn't believe his runaway bride would ever have the means to travel abroad.