Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The following night.

Sitting on the floor in the living room, we were waiting for the dad‘s game that he was watching to finish so we could have our usual Friday night movie night. Luke and I are both arguing over which movie to watch.

“Quiet you two,” dad snaps, and I roll my eyes at him, and Luke chuckles at the face I make, mimicking dad. I poke him in the ribs, and he giggles before dad sends us a glare, making him fall quiet.

“I‘ll go make popcorn,” I whisper to him.

“And grab the chocolate,” he whispers and winks at me.

“We are out. I forgot to grab more today,” Mum tells him, and he pouts. I roll my eyes and poke him in the ribs as I get up off the floor where I was lying next to him. He giggles and rolls onto his back, looking up at me with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Chocolate stash in the shoebox under my bed,” I tell him, and he jumps up, taking off for the door. I chuckle as he races up the hallway in his avenger pajamas.

“Really, Elena, you know how hypo he gets,” mum groans while brushing her fingers through Dad‘s hair as he sits on the lounge

staring at the TV.

a beer, EL,” He calls, and I roll my eyes but move toward

beer. I walk back out and hand

with my chocolate stash tucked under his arms. He slides along the tiled floor in his red socks, skidding and giving a war cry that turns into an oomph when he slides straight into the wall with a thud. I snicker, and

halls,” Dad yells out, and Luke‘s shoulders straighten as he heads back into the living room. While in the kitchen, I used my

salt.

my mouth, I wander back down the hall when I hear the news break come on. Then I hear dad telling Luke he can put

that up,” he snaps, and I hear the TV volume rise as I reach the entryway. I glance at the

my name mentioned, and I pause

the couch. Only to stop when I see what is playing and the bowl of popcorn slips out of my hands.

and my blood runs colder than

cold inside me at what was playing for the entire city to see. Some parts of us are blurred out, too rude

the screen, and I shriek, racing toward the TV to rip it from the wall when my father stands,

look to mum, who stares wide–eyed at him before her

I back up, petrified by the murderous look

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