Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 3

My head pounded as I groggily woke up to the sound of clicking, fragmented memories from last night return, the way his hands touched and caressed my skin, his lips everywhere, tasting and devouring me.

Heat rushed to my face, and I rolled over on the hotel bed, praying I didn‘t just screw my father‘s enemy, yet I did by the throbbing ache between my thighs. I stared up at the ceiling. My mouth felt dry as the events of the night before came back to me. Instantly, I regretted the stupid decision and poor choice | made.

Click. Click. Click

That noise again. Rolling over, I find my mate standing in nothing but his boxer shorts. My eyes trail down his abs to the deep V-line before looking up at him. My wolf stirs, waking inside me, and she nudges forward with me, eye fucking our mate.

Axton smirks, and I knew he could sense her just as I could feel his wolf coming forward last night. He walks over to the bed, stopping at the edge with his phone in his hand, and I eye it suspiciously. Did he just take photos of me naked?

“What are you doing?” | groaned while sitting up before falling back down as it made my headache 10x worse. Every part of me hurts, especially between my legs. With effort, I force myself to sit up, and I look around, vigilant.

“What‘s your wolf‘s name?” He asks, and she perks up at his interest in wanting to know. I growl at him.

“None of your business,” he bristles at my tone as I look around, finding my clothes scattered on the floor when another thought occurs.

“Did you use protection?” I ask, glancing over at him.

“No, you said you were on the pill,” he shrugs, uncaring as I try to recall that memory but find I can‘t.

“You better not have given me some disease,” I snapped at him, furious at him and myself for being so careless.

“Woah, chill out. I‘m clean,” the Alpha says, falling onto the edge of the bed with his phone in his hand. He crawls up the bed toward the headboard. He tugs me toward him, making me shriek when I crash against this hard chest. His phone is taking : a photo of us together while I push off his chest.

“What are you doing? Give me that,” I snarled, reaching for his phone. He pulls it away from me and raises an eyebrow at me.

“Delete it and the others I heard you taking,” I demand. Axton

growls at me, but I growl back, straddling his waist to snatch the phone from his hand as he tries to hold it out of my reach. I jab the screen with my finger, only to find he had locked it.

“Tell me the password, now, Axton!” I panic. If that photo got out, my father would murder me.

“It‘s a bit early in the relationship to be checking my phone, don‘t you think? Doesn‘t the whole psycho girlfriend thing start after at least a few months in?” he laughs. I don‘t.

index finger, and I stare at him for a few seconds before looking at the back of

smirk on his face. I scroll through his camera roll, deleting them,

so upset? I‘m your mate.” He purrs, walking his fingers up my thigh. I slap his hand, but he just laughs,

him. He scratches his chin, appearing thoughtful for a second

know exactly whose daughter you are,”

with that?” I ask,

when he learns I fucked his daughter until she was screaming my name and begging for more,” he taunts. My hand connects with his face, and the impact

dare mention last night to anyone, and you‘ll live to regret it, Axton.” He laughs, reaching for me. He

fucking you will ever be a regret. And your father? He has no say in what I do with my mate,” he says, rocking his

quickly deleted the photos, double–checking I got

by it?” He asks, dipping his face into my

to my unmarked flesh. I push on his chest.” Off, now, before ! make you.” I warn him. He doesn‘t budge, and I try to shove him off, but he catches both of my wrists in

my breast before he brushes his

won‘t change that I am your mate. It certainly won‘t stop me

I bite his lip hard enough it draws blood. He hisses, jerking back, and I sit up, shoving him off. I climb off the bed and start looking for my

at his thumb as he just brushed across his lips. His thumb was smeared in blood, and some dribbled down his

“Home!” | tell him.

in a mocking voice that had me glancing over at him, but I think I must have imagined the tone as he swept his fingers through his hair, looking like some Greek God

he stands, his silver eyes watching me move around the room while I look for my clutch. Finding it, I

just as I reach for the door handle, having completely forgotten in

passing me my phone that I forgot to grab. I take it, turning to face him and pointing my finger

I snap at him, and he growls

just made a big mistake,” he growls, and his eyes flicker as I feel my tether bonding me to

only mistake I made was last night,” I

will make sure of it, Elena. Because

I felt the bond sever,” I snap while my wolf‘s cries for

know what‘s good for you.” His eyes flicker black, and his wolf comes forward, his canines slipping out between his parted lips as he presses me

with his arms

back to me, little mate,” his wolf growls, his voice harsher and colder than Axton‘s. I wondered what his wolf‘s name was but refused

back, and I may forgive you. You make me chase you, and I will make sure you never run from me again,” he growls before shoving off the door. I swallow, reaching

After that, I will come for you,” his wolf tells

for forgiveness, Elena. Please don‘t do this,” my wolf begs, but I ignore