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The Run novel Chapter 9

Summary for Chapter 9: The Run

Summary of Chapter 9 – A turning point in The Run by Alana Dyer

Chapter 9 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Run, written by Alana Dyer. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

"Hello my dear prize."

I was stuck. This man clearly had a body builder's built as all I felt from behind me was a wall of muscle. How could I have been so stupid and careless.

"I'm not your prize." I growl out, trying to move out of his hold as his hands groped my breasts. I was disgusted. It felt like hundreds of disgusting bugs were crawling in me from where his hands made contact.

This is what my father and Alpha wanted. For a male to put me in my place one day. But I refuse to let that happen.

"Come one Baby, let me show you what being with a man is like." The smell of desire wraps around me from my attacker and I try not to gag. How could a real man treat a girl the way he was treating me. I had to get away from him and there was only way to achieve this.

"If I make it out alive I am killing my Alpha." I think angrily as I take a deep breath and relax, closing my eyes and letting a fake moan escape my lips as his finger graze across my nipple.

"That's a good little bitch, was it so hard to let your desire free." His lips are pressed to the side of my neck as he starts to grind against me, his ignorance blinding him as I feel sickenig slobbery kisses along my skin, down my jaw bone and to my shoulder.

Slowly I grind back, releasing a few moans here and there and begging he turns me around to face him soon.

Finally my acting pays off and I feel his hands force me to move so that my back was against the tree, his lips pressed to mine as his hand moved to lift the hem of my shirt. The kiss was slobbery and his tongue forced its way into my mouth, the feeling slimy and gross and I so wanted to gag.

Finally I felt my shirt moving up my body, his lips leaving mine and I tilted my head back, waiting for my opportunity.

The chilly air reached my bare skin, causing goose bumps to form as my shirt is raised higher and higher until it was just above my breasts, the mounds of fat being oggled by him.

"What size are you baby." He asks, his hands cupping them as he starts to make out with my neck.

"40D, why?" I answer truthfully, feigning innocence and he pulls back and smirks at me.

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