Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 2

Elena POV

The music was loud in the club, and my blood was buzzing with the copious amounts of alcohol running through my system. I was going to regret drinking that many amaretto sours in the morning, but for now, I was going to let the booze dull my pain and loosen my body up enough so that I could enjoy the night. I was dressed to kill in a skin–tight bodycon dress that left little to the imagination and showed off all my curves.

My best friend let out a giggle as I grabbed her hips, pulling her body flush against mine and swaying my hips to the beat. Alisha‘s ass grinding against me, and I laughed. I hardly went out, but after my father declared he was not standing down and handing the pack over to me, I decided to give dad a big fuck you by missing the pack meeting and instead escaping to the club. Possibly to hook up with some random stranger.

I was going to make sure that he heard all about it. I wanted him just as mad as I was, so I knew his wrath would make it worth it.

I was fuming and wanted to get back at him, which I had now done by directly defying him and going clubbing. I knew it would get me in trouble, and he would claim I had caused him shame. Knowing he would struggle at the meeting without me managing presentations would be worth the punishment.

He had every excuse for not allowing me to take over the pack for the past two years.

It was the same argument today when I brought it up. However, he told me why this time. “You‘re a woman, not an Alpha,” I had just blinked at him.

All my life, I trained and was a model daughter. I did everything asked of me, and it was all for nothing. So when he told me not to be late for the pack meeting, I boycotted it to go dancing instead.

Yet, despite the liquor consumed, I felt like I was being watched; that odd sensation of having eyes on me had me glancing around the club to see whose attention I had stolen. My eyes scanned the room where bodies were mashed together, bobbing, and moving to the beat, yet I found no one directly staring at me.

Not until I stared at the landing above the dancefloor. Silver eyes peered back at me by a man leaning against the railing. He watched me for a few seconds and took a sip of his drink. Then turned away, shrinking back into the shadows, and I shrugged, thinking it was nothing. Yet why did something tug deep inside me, causing me to keep peering up at the landing? I couldn’t explain it, but something about the man had me nervous.

“Are you alright, babe?” Alisha turned to me, brushing her lavender–colored hair out of her eyes before leaning closer. She called out next to my ear, her voice barely audible over the loud”

music. I nodded, returning my attention back to her, her tan face flushed and glistening with sweat from the heat of us jammed close on the dancefloor under the strobing lights. For some strange reason, my eyes returned to the landing after only a few moments, but I could no longer see the mysterious man.

my

up, yet as I turn around to weave out of the bodies crowding me in, I slam against a chest. Strong hands grip my hips, and his scent invades my nose, making my entire body tense when

the eyes belonging to the stranger from the balcony. Only down here, I realize he : wasn‘t any stranger at all but Alpha Elias from the Nightfall pack. I had seen plenty of stories and articles on the man in the media, but I had never met him in person. Dad kept me far

And. for a good

the only quarter left that was unclaimed, giving

in fear ever since he arrived

had to be this asshole. My father would kill me if he found out. No

soon as | thought of the words, I cringed. Dad made it very clear that | was born the wrong gender and that he would never give me my birthright. Instead, he was holding off on retiring

do, too, knowing the lives that are at stake if I made a scene. Alpha Axton grabs my hips. I shove his hands off and look around for Alisha. Only to find her curled around some man as they make out

little distracted with my Beta.” he purrs, burying

him, and he spins me around,

moan as sparks rush over my skin when he presses his teeth against my neck, his hands gripping my hips and holding

or I will mark you where you stand if you cause a scene,” he purrs, and I feel his lips move against my

you. So you will come willingly, or I will toss you over my shoulder and drag you out,” he growls. A shiver runs up my spine, and his grip on my hips tightens, and Lexa, my horny Hussey of a wolf, urges me

will it be? Am I dragging you out kicking and screaming or?” Iturn

what would it matter if I fooled around with the Alpha? Tomorrow I

at my father more than I wanted to escape this man. I wasted my entire life training for a position that

growls

leans into me, and instead of cringing away, I enjoy the sparks that rush

as he pulls me flush against him, his tongue delving between my lips as he grinds himself against me. Time stops, and I fight the urge to tug him back to me when he finally pulls away.

am wearing. It was so short my father would have choked on his spit if he saw the scandalous outfit I wore. I grab his hand from off my backside .

have a room upstairs,” he tells me, and I chew : my lip, yet the pull to follow my mate, no matter how much | knew I should run from this man, is too overwhelming. My wolf wanted him,

to keep following him.