Novel & Cerita Who Were We Running From Season 2

"We have to get out of here! We can't keep fighting like this!" I wanted to argue with her, to tell her that I couldn't leave until I made sure she was safe. But deep down, I knew she was right. We couldn't keep fighting like this. I turned to her, grabbing her hand tightly. "Come on," I said, pulling her along with me. "We have to go." We ran through the city streets, trying to escape the chaos behind us. I could hear the sound of footsteps following us, but I didn't dare look back. I just kept running, holding onto Klay's hand tightly.

“Run.” Without a single look at the army, we both took off. I could hear the army chasing after us, however, the kingdom was blocking their view of us. They were working together to protect us as we kept running. I knew as soon as we got to the forest, we would be able to disappear and get out of there. But I couldn’t help but wonder if Marlon and Bob were okay. I couldn’t think about that right now though. I had to get to my son. We had to get to safety.

Hearing the name, Mew gradually calms down, "We need to leave Mom, my men will capture Fred, no matter how skilled he is, my men won't spare him." Mew carried her to the small boat, and they travelled the distance to the island where the jet was waiting, Mew also took the nurse for additional witness. The housekeeper ran away the moment she saw Mew and his men holding some guns. The real Vena felt like the torch of hope in her heart had been ignited. She will now finally escape in this hell! Her son came to her rescue... She's finally free. *** Gulf felt anxious while thinking of Mew and what he was doing in Thailand. He frequently stared at nowhere while his mind wandered around.

Leo muttered before he left. "Boss. ." Lance tried to stop his boss, but Leo dissappeared before Lance could speak further. Lance frowned with concern. .... In Nashville, Alice, Tina, Steve, Esme, Noah and the other two guys named Tom and Josh were running down the hill. They somehow escaped from inside the mansion, but alerted the thieves in the process. Now, the thieves are after them while they are trying not to get caught. "Why are they still after us? Didn't we leave the mansion and the antiques to them?" Steve muttered feeling out of breath.

His eyes slowly move upwards from the tooth and latch on to mine in recognition and anger . " Asha let's go " I point to the exit and she follows . The guys start to follow us as well but we rush out before they get the chance . " Why are we running . I can take those pieces of shits " She furrows her eyebrows . " That's precisely why we're running . " I mumble . It's only a matter of time . In a few days , I wouldn't need to run anymore . In a few days .. I'd actually have enough power to defend myself .

“What was this woman like? Did she give you her name? Where was she from? Why was she hiding?” Agnes and I exchanged a glance, both of us shaking our heads. “No,” I murmured softly, my throat tightening as the memories came flooding back. I took another sip of water, trying to steady my nerves before I began. “Agnes and I, we were running from our alpha and beta. They almost found us the night before, and we hid all day, waiting for nightfall to cover our tracks. When darkness finally came, we ran. But they were gaining on us, and I didn’t know what to do.”

I also he shakes hands, although he is a little shyer. "We don't have much time…" I tell him, but I can't mention the word with me because it seems very strange to me, "we have to leave before they notice." We run to the exit. I take Adara's hand who looks a bit weak. Adal and Alan try to keep up with me. The guard guides us and goes up first, but he gives me a push and knocks me to the ground from the top of the stairs. “I'm sorry, my alpha,” he says from above the hole, “if I let them escape, alpha Einar will kill me and my family.

“Run, Connor! We have to run!” With renewed determination, they darted through the trees, the darkness enveloping them as they fled from the impending danger. The sound of branches snapping and voices fading echoed behind them, urging them forward. In that moment, Celine realized they were fighting not just for survival but for each other—for their family and a future that still held promise amidst the chaos.

Bernie's POV "Let me!" I went to check in, and Dylan didn't argue with me. Instead, he rushed over to the two mothers. I wanted to pull Dylan back and remind him to be careful, but I was afraid that acting too caring would make them realize something was wrong. I could only helplessly stare at Dylan. When Dylan was safely running to them, I turned my head to look at the luggage on the conveyor belt. In the distance, I heard the laughter of two mothers and Dylan. They kept asking if we were okay, and then my mother turned her gaze to me, waiting. I quickly retrieved my luggage, then walked closer to the three of them. My mother frowned, looking me up and down.

"So be it. Specialists, you are authorized to use lethal force if necessary. Capture if possible. But do not let them escape." The specialists advanced. And my grandmother whispered one word. "Run." Not to fight. To flee. To survive long enough to become strong enough that running was no longer necessary. We ran. And behind us, the specialists pursued. Weapons firing. Spells activating. Death chasing us through abandoned industrial streets. Just like it had been chasing us all along.