Novel & Cerita Who Were We Running From Season 2

"I'm afraid of what I have to do to keep you." The house—my sanctuary—disappeared behind us as we tore through the gates and into the dark, unknown sprawl of the city. My hands wouldn't stop trembling. My ears were still ringing. And I didn't know if running through the night beside a man who had just killed two people without blinking was safe and I didn't know if we were racing toward the truth or if we were further away from it than I had ever been.

His eyes bore into mine “The pack found out you’re planning to kill him. They found out about your plans and now you have to leave, that’s why I came searching for you. You have to-“ he didn’t get to complete his sentence. A couple of men were running towards our direction, all armed and I recognized them as the warriors from the pack. I swallowed hard, eyes flickering from the men rushing towards me and my mate. He yanked me tightly as we ran, I had to get to safety but how? I held the hem of my skirt and ran as fast as I could with my mate by my side. “They will catch up to us, I’ll distract them but you have to leave! You have to keep running and don’t look back. On no circumstance should

"If we stay and fight we could lose more of our people. They will keep coming until we're completely wiped out." Dalian opened his mouth to speak but I beat him to it. "Ronan, you’re right," I began, my voice steady but filled with an edge of fire. The room fell quiet as all eyes turned to me. "We could lose more if we stay. We could lose everything. But what exactly are we running from? What kind of life are we living if we’re always running, always hiding in the shadows?" I stood up and stepped forward, my gaze sweeping across the room, meeting the eyes of each council member.

Pushing the thought out of my mind, I kept running since I wasn’t sure how long the distraction was going to last. After a while of running, I could sense we were now being followed, no doubt by the hunters and other wolves from Lunar Eclipse. As if we all had the same idea, we all shifted, not even caring about our clothes. Without even bothering to ask, Ryan had Jarod ride on his back. The further we ran, the closer to us that the hunters and wolves got to us.

Every step away from that house feels like healing, and heartbreak. “Is it just me, or have I been noticing that black car following us?” Mark says, and I look at the rear mirror, oh my goodness. That’s Rowan’s driver. I already told you not to follow me. “Loose him,” I say to Mark, as I fasten my seatbelt. I told him everything that happened when I entered the house, and why I had to go there. Mark matches the accelerator with so much determination, and his eyes gleam with joy when we finally get to his house, and the car is no longer behind us.

No wonder he reeked. “Father . . . Father Pow . . . I mean Kit,” he said panting, as much from panic as from the run. “There are things out there . . . in the cemetery. They’re under the ground, they come from the graves, the ones Sloman was worried about. They’re killing people, Sloman and Cundle and . . . and . . . It’s horrible, they’ve been chasing me.” “I know all about them, lad.” Jim was incredulous. “You do?”

I could hate seeing her in this kind of situation. "I am not going to leave you," I shouted as I dragged her along with me. We ran to the nearby cabin which we could see. Elana had already gone, I just hope she is fine. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on our side. "Where do you think both of you are going," we heard a loud voice saying just behind us. Afraid to even look behind, we continued running for our rescue. "Look at them, trying to run so that they can hide themselves," another voice said, mockingly.

Kate and I didn’t waste another second; we ran, feet thudding against the dirt, our minds spinning with questions. Who fired that shot? And why?

As soon as we walked out of the office we ran into Mel, Dylan and Colton, I could tell that Dylan and Colton knew, but Mel was looking at us in confusion. Just as we were about to speak, I saw mom and dad along with Noah running towards us, everybody has heard the link, I just hope we don't have any more people left in the packhouse, it wouldn't be safe for them. "Why is everyone running?" Mel asked confused "We are under attack Mel" I replied and her eyes widened, it must be difficult for her because she has recently seen her pack under attack and it wasn't a pleasant memory

Using the last ounce of strength I had left, I swish my wrsit in the air, and a small ball of flame lit up my fingers before I threw it to the spot right Infront of me. The bushes around me caught fire, and as the werewolves stared down at the source of heat forcing them back, I quickly scrambled up on my feet and resumed running again. I ran until I found myself in an abandoned city. One of the places where those assholes had gone on a killing spree and had forced all faes to evacuate the cities and go into hiding. The ones- like me- who was captured were used as slaves for the werewolves or blood bags.