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.

I repeat. Axton sighs and holds up his index finger, and I stare at him for a few seconds before looking at the

scroll through his camera roll, deleting them,

my thigh. I slap his

who I am?” I ask him. He scratches his chin, appearing thoughtful for

exactly whose daughter

you don’t have a problem with that?” I ask, a

she was screaming my name and begging for more,” he taunts. My hand connects with his face,

night to anyone, and you‘ll live to regret it, Axton.” He laughs, reaching for me. He sits up before I can climb off him, then rolls, forcing me beneath

I don‘t think fucking you will ever be a regret. And your father?

I quickly deleted the photos, double–checking I got rid of

He asks, dipping his face into my neck. He inhales my scent and groans lewdly. My wolf purrs loudly like a bloody chainsaw in

chin so he can‘t get 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

before he brushes his thumb over my nipple, making it harden. I

won‘t change that I am your mate. It certainly won‘t stop me claiming you,” he says,

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 clothes, snatching them up, tugging the dress over my head, and

find him looking at his thumb as he just brushed across

“Home!” | tell him.

but I think I must have imagined the tone as

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

for the door handle, having completely forgotten in my rush to get out of

he says, passing me my phone that I forgot to grab. I take it, turning to face him and pointing my finger at him. My wolf howls in my head, knowing what

Axton Levin of Nightfall pack,” I snap at him, and he growls furiously, snatching my wrist

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

only mistake I made was last night,”

I will make sure of it, Elena. Because I reject your

my rejection! I felt the bond sever,” I snap while my

but you will. You will accept me, Elena, if you know what‘s good for you.” His eyes flicker black, and his wolf comes forward, his canines slipping out

with his arms caging me

will come 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 to give him the satisfaction of asking. Instead, when he speaks

I will make sure you never run from me again,” he growls before shoving off the

weeks. After that, I will come for

forgiveness, Elena. Please don‘t do this,” my