Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 25 Another Week Later I had given up. My life was routine now of Jake andnot Jake. Depending on his mood he hardly let me leave the apartment, bruises laced every part of my skin, the belt had caused deep welts and I couldn't sleep properly for days, even now certain positions still hurt where the belt tore through my skin, yet he was careful not to mark my face for the few times he let me out for an hour or so.

Getting up, I cook his breakfast cringing as I hear him move around and get ready to go open the cafe when I feel hishand wrap around my body.

His fingers trace over my belly gently as I flip his egg.

“I will finish cooking, go get dressed," he tells me and I look over my shoulder athim and nod.

I slip into the room to find warm tracksuit pants and one of his jumpers.

I pull them on while Lexa paces nervously in my head.

“They aren't the usual work attire,” she worries, but I don’t answer.

It's not like we had a choice, he said get dressed, we get dressed simple.

Yet still she paced, her nervous energy making me nervous.

“Pet, come food is done," he calls, and I move toward the small dining area and take my seat.

“I have a surprise for you.

You can come help me drop supplies off at the settlement,” he tells me and I nod my head reaching formy fork.

He grabs my wrist in his painful grip before I grab it.

“What do you say?” he growls.

“You need to be more appreciative of the things I do for you.

I didn't have to take you in," he snaps, his grip tightens to the point Ithink he will snap my wrist.

him,

eat up.” he

I cradled the box in my

I noticed the diapers and formula

"Six, I think,” he

been out here?” I ask

yes.” "Why?" "Why so many questions,

I murmured,

sighs loudly and reaches

them one night, purely by

the cafe and

Petra was Mary’s daughter.

Taboo, but I found out

her mother after she killed him and a

out here, so the supernatural authorities

are wanted fugitives for various crimes,"

Now that surprised me.

up in the council, these women helped conspire with her, helped herkill her father so she could escape and they

wanted for their crimes, and the humans won’t take them in.” “So you are just

them, they help me,”

more questions,” he tells me, reaching

tossing it

it was, it

we pulled up some of the women were out front, tending to their vegetable patches, laundryor

run off, while another woman warily waits for us to

I would hate to have to kill someone," Jake

who nod but say nothing as

no power, makeshift beds, curtained off sections created