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.

calls, and I roll my eyes but move

rummaging through the fridge and grabbing him a beer. I walk back out and hand it to him,

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 the living room. While in the kitchen, I used my

salt.

the news break come on. Then I hear dad telling Luke he can put his movie on, only for him to grunt. “Wait, Luke, I want to hear this news on Alpha Axton,” dad tells him,

the TV volume rise as I reach the entryway. I glance

back to retrieve it when I hear my name mentioned, and I pause in the hallway, turning back

of my hands. The glass bowl shatters on

in horror, and my blood runs colder than ice

parts of us are blurred out, too rude

when the naked photos of me cover the screen, and I shriek, racing toward the TV to

to mum, who stares wide–eyed at

I back up, petrified by the murderous look on his

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