His Runaway Bride: The Alpha's Secret Omega

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s were

The thin, soaked dress clung to my skin like a frozen second skin, heavy and suffocating. Bare feet scraped the

ut through the downpour, rough

her run!

far! Catch th

fast. Tires screeched over rain-filled puddles, sending filthy water splashing high up my calves. Blinding white head

king glance ov

I spotted Nash Cobb's cold, unyielding face-my designated guardian, my ruthless j

and unforgiving, laying bare every ug

u're going to marry him whether you like it or not!" he barked, the words laced with vicious mockery. "

relentlessly. Why I'd fled my home in the dead of this storm. My own family had thrown me away, forcing me into a ma

on a slick pat

e as I crashed hard onto the rough concrete. I cried out, but my

was far more terrifying than the chaotic chase. A so

ow, predatory calm that turned my blood to ice. They had all the time

ins, spiking my adrenali

dark alley mouth. The bustling chaos of the main road crashed over me at once-blurring red tail

ar that suffocating dress, couldn't hand me over to Bud George. The thought of his gr

e rushing flow of traffic, desp

orn blared in

ough the sheets of rain. The driver reacted instantly, tires screeching lo

werve. In my frantic bid for help, I thr

ed me backward, and I crumpled onto the wet street. The impact was not brutal, only

tter of rain and a high, pierc

o push myself up, my arms shaking uncontrollably. My pal

ed the iconic Aston Martin logo-elegant, luxurio

chance, my last

y against the car hood. The sound was pathetic

out in a ragged, brok

en were closing in. I could feel their smug triumph,

lite and false. "Sir, my apologies for the disturbance. This is a private Pack

stified every cruelty they'd inflicted on me. Like it explained my

ht. In this brutal pack world, that single label

d forward, straining to see through the tinted b

th

ear door s

muscular leg clad in a perfectly tailored dark suit. The man who stepped out was

soaked the shoulders of his expensive suit, yet he did

g appearance that made the

overwhelm

mal, dominant aura that commanded absolute submission. A moment earlier, Nash and his men had swaggered with arrogance-now

s fixed firmly on Nash, not on me. His gaze was deep, im

beside my c

draped the heavy fabric gently over my shaking shoulders. His scent wrapped around me-sandalwood mixe

at me. His icy gray stare

ow, deep rumble that vibrated through the rain-soaked

o regain his bravado. "Sir, this

antly. He did not raise hi

t l

, unnegotiable. It was not a re

y stood frozen, torn between their orders to capture me and

their SUV, tripping over each othe

peeding into the rain-blurred ni

stranger's warmth, pinned under the unreadable, heavy