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Her Runaway Gamma 19. A Groan In The Dark.
CARAA very loud noise startles me awake.I sit up straight in an instant, my body going completely still. I listen, trying to make out what the hell just disturbed my peaceful sleep.For a moment, I hear nothing.The second I choose to succumb to the idea that the sound must have been my imagination, I hear another loud crash.The noise is coming from the room next door.Dane’s room.“Seriously?” I huff in annoyance, wiping my eyes before turning to look at the low beeping digital clock on my nightstand.It is just a couple minutes past 2am in the morning!“Ugh!” I can't believe Dane is already messing with my sleep just hours after moving in here.I am really going to be so fucked up if this is any indication that my future night rests will always be meddled with.Right now, I am really tempted by my sleepy muscles to lie back on my bed, to ignore the crashes and continue enjoying my peaceful sleep.But those crashes were loud, too jarring, and they happened twice.Twice. At fucking
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 20. Questions.
CARA.The bowl fills up to the middle, and I quickly turn off the rushing water.I sniff as I wipe my tears away from my face. I need to get a grip over myself. I need to be strong now and act fast.My hands fly to the medicine cabinet, opening it. I grab the medicine kit in there. Next, I drape the white towel over my shoulder, carry the water filled bowl and the medicine kit, and then, I exit the bathroom.Immediately I enter the room, I see Dane trying to crawl his way up to the bed.“Stop. You are going to stain the sheets with your bloody mess!” My voice increases as I hurry over to him.He stops moving and groans as he relaxes back on the floor.Getting to him, I kneel by his side and keep the water bowl and the kit on a clean spot on the ground near me. I take a moment to check out his healed wounds.They are pretty closed up now, but judging from how grisly they were before, I am sure they will ache his body internally if they are not massaged with rose oil.“Stay still,” I sa
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 21. Tempest.
CARAThe silence in the room is thick. Very thick. Almost palpable.Dane rubs his hand down his face, clearly frustrated with me.I do not bloody care.“Damn Cara,” he groans into his palm, “you just don't know when to let things go—”“No I don't!” I yell, finally fed up with him and his evasive lies. “When it comes to you, I start to think and behave like a total freak! I lose all my control! My sanity! Everything! You really know how to scare the shit out of me, and I hate it! I hate how I could not stop myself from crashing apart when I stumbled in here and saw you lying on this bloody, miserable floor! I hate you! I fucking hate you! I hate how you still make me feel so attached and so hooked up on you like some fucking parasite!”“Cara—”“Fuck you!” I know I am just rambling, but I can't seem to stop. “Fuck you Dane! because I can't believe that you just had the nerve to wave me off so casually like nothing happened in here. Am I some kind of joke to you!?“Cara you are taking t
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 22. Dreamcatcher.
CARAI return.Gently, I bend and start to clean up the mess.It takes a while, but I finally get all the glass shards and the remaining unmelted pills into the trash bag.Then, I go back and retrieve the cleaning mop from the open box to use it in wiping off the pool of whiskey on the floor.The door of the bathroom opens, and I turn around. Dane comes out, fully clothed in a light sleeveless gray shirt and deep burgundy jogger pants.His hair is damp, with some water droplets falling onto his shirt from the strands. Like sugar moths helplessly drawn to sweet honey, my eyes follow the trails of the droplets.They soak their paths down and down towards his chest….“Give me the mop.” His deep voice startles me back to my senses. I tear my eyes away from him and pin them on the mopstick in my hand.Dear Selene, thank you for not letting him catch me trying to gawk at him—“Cara?” He calls again. “The mop?”Oh yeah! He told me to give him the mop….I stride towards him and hand over the
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 23. If Only.
CARAA soft, sleepy groan near my ear wakes me up.I yawn, my hand covering my mouth as my eyes peel open next. Dane's sleeping face comes into view…..And I feel like my entire lungs just stopped functioning.He is lying on his side, facing me, eyes closed, his long eyelashes nestled on top of his cheeks as he continues sleeping soundly. Peacefully.Like nothing chaotic ever happened to him last night.This sight of him feels surreal and so beautiful that it causes my body to relax more into the bed.Suddenly, I am glad that I stayed back. That I didn't leave him here all alone after what happened.I continue watching him, unable to take my eyes off him. My face tingles every time he exhales, his hot breaths fanning all over my eyes and cheeks. My fingers holding onto the pillow underneath my head digs deeper into the soft foam as I try to control my own breathing.My heart is beating so fast just by staring at him like this, with the gentle rise and fall of his shoulder as he breath
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 24. Unleashed.
CARAI stay mute, saying nothing to that.I feel like I am trying to play a guessing game here with Dane. A guessing game that I may never know its outcome.But something inside me wants me to push. And push, and push.Maybe I will stop if I somehow manage to settle this longing that is now growing inside me and making my heart thump so fast in my chest. A longing that is also ringing an alarm of dread inside my head.An alarm of dread to warn me that I may just end up with no answers and more confusions and questions…..“Cara?” he whispers, drawing me out of my thoughts, his eyes searching my face. When I don't respond, his hand leaves the space between us and brushes over my fingers holding tight onto my pillow, like he is trying to check if I am still fully present with him.The simple touch alone sends tingles rushing up my arm. I clutch tighter to my pillow. He notices and pulls his hand away.But I don't want him to….“Are you alright?” he asks.“Yeah I am.” I exhale, adjusting m
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 25. Sugar Rush.
DANECara is my addiction.Right now, my mind is completely consumed only with thoughts of her, her lips, and the intoxicating sensation of how fucking good and perfect her soft ass feels in my hand….I give it a soft squeeze before moving up to explore her back. My tongue slides against the plump of her lips, coaxing and seeking permission into her mouth.She moans, her lips parting to grant me the access I’m craving into her mouth, and I grab the opportunity and slide my tongue in.This is….I can't even form the words now.She tastes warm and wet and perfect. Like sunrise and bliss and freedom. She is everything I know I should not crave for, but I still can't stop myself from wanting more.Despite needing to stop, especially considering this high temperature of intoxication between us, I grip her hips and pull her closer to my body as I move to relax back on the headboard.She follows me, her hips moving with me, our mouths still exploring each other. Her thighs straddle my sides as
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Her Runaway Gamma 1. Prologue.
Dane - 19Cara - 18♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡TWO YEARS AGODANE"Recruitment into the Greenwood Defense Academy is open!"Cara screams out the news happily and jumps up to her feet beside me, not caring that her pretty legs are so dangerously close to the blazing bonfire right in the middle of our small circle of friends.Pretty legs that I helplessly, always fucking dream of having them wrapped around me as I thrust up into—"Damn, when is the date?" Alex whistles in surprise, his sudden voice instantly cutting off my eyes from his sister's legs. Like a looming warning.I gulp down a mouthful of whiskey from my cup, relishing in the punishing burn of it as it sinks down my throat.Dear goddess…. I should not be fantasizing and dreaming about sinful ways of fucking my bestfriend's sister, my alpha's only daughter."Fourteenth of this month." Cara responds, giggling in pure joy as she sits back down beside me.Her arm brushes lightly against my skin as she adjusts herself on her seat, the soft touch
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Her Runaway Gamma 25. Sugar Rush.
DANECara is my addiction.Right now, my mind is completely consumed only with thoughts of her, her lips, and the intoxicating sensation of how fucking good and perfect her soft ass feels in my hand….I give it a soft squeeze before moving up to explore her back. My tongue slides against the plump of her lips, coaxing and seeking permission into her mouth.She moans, her lips parting to grant me the access I’m craving into her mouth, and I grab the opportunity and slide my tongue in.This is….I can't even form the words now.She tastes warm and wet and perfect. Like sunrise and bliss and freedom. She is everything I know I should not crave for, but I still can't stop myself from wanting more.Despite needing to stop, especially considering this high temperature of intoxication between us, I grip her hips and pull her closer to my body as I move to relax back on the headboard.She follows me, her hips moving with me, our mouths still exploring each other. Her thighs straddle my sides as
Her Runaway Gamma 24. Unleashed.
CARAI stay mute, saying nothing to that.I feel like I am trying to play a guessing game here with Dane. A guessing game that I may never know its outcome.But something inside me wants me to push. And push, and push.Maybe I will stop if I somehow manage to settle this longing that is now growing inside me and making my heart thump so fast in my chest. A longing that is also ringing an alarm of dread inside my head.An alarm of dread to warn me that I may just end up with no answers and more confusions and questions…..“Cara?” he whispers, drawing me out of my thoughts, his eyes searching my face. When I don't respond, his hand leaves the space between us and brushes over my fingers holding tight onto my pillow, like he is trying to check if I am still fully present with him.The simple touch alone sends tingles rushing up my arm. I clutch tighter to my pillow. He notices and pulls his hand away.But I don't want him to….“Are you alright?” he asks.“Yeah I am.” I exhale, adjusting m
Her Runaway Gamma 23. If Only.
CARAA soft, sleepy groan near my ear wakes me up.I yawn, my hand covering my mouth as my eyes peel open next. Dane's sleeping face comes into view…..And I feel like my entire lungs just stopped functioning.He is lying on his side, facing me, eyes closed, his long eyelashes nestled on top of his cheeks as he continues sleeping soundly. Peacefully.Like nothing chaotic ever happened to him last night.This sight of him feels surreal and so beautiful that it causes my body to relax more into the bed.Suddenly, I am glad that I stayed back. That I didn't leave him here all alone after what happened.I continue watching him, unable to take my eyes off him. My face tingles every time he exhales, his hot breaths fanning all over my eyes and cheeks. My fingers holding onto the pillow underneath my head digs deeper into the soft foam as I try to control my own breathing.My heart is beating so fast just by staring at him like this, with the gentle rise and fall of his shoulder as he breath
Her Runaway Gamma 22. Dreamcatcher.
CARAI return.Gently, I bend and start to clean up the mess.It takes a while, but I finally get all the glass shards and the remaining unmelted pills into the trash bag.Then, I go back and retrieve the cleaning mop from the open box to use it in wiping off the pool of whiskey on the floor.The door of the bathroom opens, and I turn around. Dane comes out, fully clothed in a light sleeveless gray shirt and deep burgundy jogger pants.His hair is damp, with some water droplets falling onto his shirt from the strands. Like sugar moths helplessly drawn to sweet honey, my eyes follow the trails of the droplets.They soak their paths down and down towards his chest….“Give me the mop.” His deep voice startles me back to my senses. I tear my eyes away from him and pin them on the mopstick in my hand.Dear Selene, thank you for not letting him catch me trying to gawk at him—“Cara?” He calls again. “The mop?”Oh yeah! He told me to give him the mop….I stride towards him and hand over the
Her Runaway Gamma 21. Tempest.
CARAThe silence in the room is thick. Very thick. Almost palpable.Dane rubs his hand down his face, clearly frustrated with me.I do not bloody care.“Damn Cara,” he groans into his palm, “you just don't know when to let things go—”“No I don't!” I yell, finally fed up with him and his evasive lies. “When it comes to you, I start to think and behave like a total freak! I lose all my control! My sanity! Everything! You really know how to scare the shit out of me, and I hate it! I hate how I could not stop myself from crashing apart when I stumbled in here and saw you lying on this bloody, miserable floor! I hate you! I fucking hate you! I hate how you still make me feel so attached and so hooked up on you like some fucking parasite!”“Cara—”“Fuck you!” I know I am just rambling, but I can't seem to stop. “Fuck you Dane! because I can't believe that you just had the nerve to wave me off so casually like nothing happened in here. Am I some kind of joke to you!?“Cara you are taking t
Her Runaway Gamma 20. Questions.
CARA.The bowl fills up to the middle, and I quickly turn off the rushing water.I sniff as I wipe my tears away from my face. I need to get a grip over myself. I need to be strong now and act fast.My hands fly to the medicine cabinet, opening it. I grab the medicine kit in there. Next, I drape the white towel over my shoulder, carry the water filled bowl and the medicine kit, and then, I exit the bathroom.Immediately I enter the room, I see Dane trying to crawl his way up to the bed.“Stop. You are going to stain the sheets with your bloody mess!” My voice increases as I hurry over to him.He stops moving and groans as he relaxes back on the floor.Getting to him, I kneel by his side and keep the water bowl and the kit on a clean spot on the ground near me. I take a moment to check out his healed wounds.They are pretty closed up now, but judging from how grisly they were before, I am sure they will ache his body internally if they are not massaged with rose oil.“Stay still,” I sa
Her Runaway Gamma 19. A Groan In The Dark.
CARAA very loud noise startles me awake.I sit up straight in an instant, my body going completely still. I listen, trying to make out what the hell just disturbed my peaceful sleep.For a moment, I hear nothing.The second I choose to succumb to the idea that the sound must have been my imagination, I hear another loud crash.The noise is coming from the room next door.Dane’s room.“Seriously?” I huff in annoyance, wiping my eyes before turning to look at the low beeping digital clock on my nightstand.It is just a couple minutes past 2am in the morning!“Ugh!” I can't believe Dane is already messing with my sleep just hours after moving in here.I am really going to be so fucked up if this is any indication that my future night rests will always be meddled with.Right now, I am really tempted by my sleepy muscles to lie back on my bed, to ignore the crashes and continue enjoying my peaceful sleep.But those crashes were loud, too jarring, and they happened twice.Twice. At fucking
Her Runaway Gamma 18. Labyrinth.
DANEI also want… I also want to scream that despite how much I try to stop myself, that I still want to be close to her.Even if it is just once or twice a day.But we do not always get everything we want in life, do we?I sigh, my hands disappearing into my pockets. I am suddenly tired, weak, but I also think that my aim to distract her from crying for a while has been achieved.“I know you hate me Cara, and you have every reason to. But your dad allowed me to live here. Your mum too. I promise not to get in your way, and I will try as much as I can to stay away from you, since that is all you need from me, right?”“Absolutely.” She says back emotionlessly. And it hurts. It hurts to hear her agree so fast, so nonchalantly. Like she is really dying with the need to get rid of me.It also hurts to even think that there is an existence of the possibility of staying away from her, despite living just a door away from her.But clearly, she does not want me, and I have to keep the promise
Her Runaway Gamma 17. Salt In The Wound.
DANEI am still a fucking coward.That night two years ago. This night two years after.I am right here, standing at her door with my fist raised towards it to knock. I keep trying to connect my fist to the door, to fucking knock, but the more I hear her sobs, the harder and clearer the truth keeps hitting down on me.A truth that keeps stabbing me like a cruel knife to the chest.It is all my fault. I am the cause of the pain she is going through. And I must be really stupid to think that I can take that pain away by coming here and… and trying to know if I can….“Damn you Dane,” I curse to myself as I step away from the door and lean on the wall near it, closing my eyes.What the hell am I fucking doing? I think I am going mad. Was I expecting her to just open the door for me after I knock?Even if she does open the door, what then? What the fucking hell I am going to say?Sorry?I chuckle sadly at my miserable, stupid self. I might not even get the chance to even say that pathetic
