Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Read Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 41

My mother and I went to the secret Cafe after doing a little bit of shopping in the boutique stores that were also there. It was up a small side street filled with little boutique stores and away from the main areas where we wouldn‘t be seen, hence the name the secret Cafe.

We had just finished eating, and my mother was going through the bag of goodies she bought the twins, Luke told me all about school and how much he missed having me home, and mom also told me how dad was struggling without my help.

She told me he didn‘t realize how much of the business and pack I ran. I was glad he was feeling my absence even though it probably should have saddened me that the pack was suffering, yet Lexa believed the same thing. He made his bed. He can now sleep in it.

“So how much longer have you got now?” mom asks as the waiter brings out a pot of tea.

“About a month to go,” I tell her, smoothing my hand over my belly. I thank the waiter lifting my head and offering the girl a smile when my eyes go to the rest of them inside, all peering out us in the patio area, my brows pinch. Not thinking much of it, I watch the waiter pour tea into my cup. Her hands tremble when my mother reaches out to grip her hand.

“Are you okay, dear?” she whispers. We were on neutral territory, yes, mum technically snuck into Axton‘s part, but we left quickly and weren‘t doing anything wrong. Besides, he let me speak with my mother on the phone a few times.

“They are looking for you,” she whispers, barely moving her lips. My mother jerks her hand back and glances around. Luke

also glimpses his surroundings at her words.

“Axton?” I whisper, and she nods subtly. I peer back to see the terror on the other servers‘ faces through the tinted glass. “And your father,” she breathes out, pouring my mother‘s tea. I swallow, looking at my mother, who drops her head.

“Even if they find the car we parked down the road, they won‘t find us here,” my mother whispers, yet I hear the tremble in her voice before a whimper abruptly leaves her lips as she lifts her head. Hands drop onto my shoulders, and I stiffen while Luke‘s eyes widen in horror, and I know who it is instantly by his scent. The server races back inside, deserting

My breathing hitches as he leans his head down beside mine. “I wouldn‘t bet on that,” Axton whispers, squeezing my shoulders.

“We aren‘t doing anything wrong,” my mother is quick to defend when I hear footsteps coming up the small alleyway. Axton didn‘t let go, yet I was frozen in fear; I knew I would be caught. Yet some tiny sliver of hope was that he wouldn‘t notice I was gone and that I could return and no harm done, but I knew this confrontation was unavoidable.

Even Lexa was surprised, though, that he would make a scene, or we thought he would. Instead, though, he remains quiet when the footsteps grow closer, and Luke places his milkshake down, his hand making the glass shake and rattle on the table.

“Now!” one word, but I would know my father‘s voice anywhere. My mother drops her head only for a second. A look of defeat crosses her features before she almost looks

like she switches off. She straightens herself out, slipping a mask of indifference on her face. She pulls money out of her purse when Axton speaks.

it,” he tells her, and she nods once, standing and chucking her handbag over her shoulder. She holds her hand

made me tense as she looks at me. So much and so little was on her face. She was petrified to face my father, yet Axton was not someone she feared by

mother can‘t be expected just to forget their

father growls, and I turn my head to find the man standing a little bit away from us, his aura and

snarled. “Patrick saw you cross borders!” he bellowed at her reaching forward and grabbing her arm, he jerks her to his side, and Luke whimpers, refusing to let go of her hand when Axton

My father lifts his head, glaring in our direction.

Luna‘s. Now let her go. You‘re scaring your son. She was doing nothing wrong, only what | asked of

asked

my mother‘s arm go..

“Elena requested to see her mother and Luke. That is why your

her car. Axton taps my shoulders, wanting me to get up, and I do, almost robotically. He leans down, grabbing the bags I had

watch as he walks away when Axton grabs my arm, and we start walking in the opposite direction. I could feel his rage vibrating.

“Get in the car Elena,”

us, when he leans closer, wrapping his arms around us and burying his

scene, and you won‘t leave your fucking room,” he growls next to my ear. “Now get in the car Elena,” he

get in.

for my mother. I had some false hope it was for her, but no, it was for appearance purposes only. He can‘t

do it,” Lexa

us back and then be angrier we made a scene in public,” I tell her. She

hurt us, Elena,”

would be hell to pay when I got home. Axton shuts the door before

through my body. Even when we arrive, that tension is stronger when

their expressions ranging from pitiful and some glaring. Other‘s eyes dart away as quickly as they meet mine as he leads me through the apartment complex before

doors. Still, he has said nothing. When they open, he grabs my arm, leading me down the

at him as he opens the door, stuffing me into the apartment. He tosses the bags from the car onto the dining

must have read that on my face as I turned around. “Shelley from the boutique said you had your own money, don‘t lie

on myself. Mom was