Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Read Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 42

Axton POV

The moment the words left my lips, Khan growled as he peered out my eyes at the broken look on her face. Despite the bond now being gone, I wanted to take the words back. Yes, I had been looking at Nannies but hadn’t picked one; ! don’t think I truly would’ve. I just liked seeing her face when I brought them into the house, needing to see the pain I had felt for months in her eyes too.

“Tell her you didn’t mean it. Take it back, Axton,” Khan roars angrily in my head. She looks down at the crib, her hand sweeping over her giant belly, as her lip quivers and her eyes turn glassy with tears. She sets the teddy back in the crib and looks at me, the look she gave me said more than any words could at how badly I hurt her.

Khan whimpers in my head seeing her pain reflected at us “Axton, take it back, tell her you didn’t mean it,” Khan urges as she walks toward me. My lips part yet I am choked by the raw emotion that is so easily seen on her face. Khan’s fury was like an erupting volcano about to spill out and decimate every thing. “Elena,” | stammer out, grabbing her arm as she steps past me. She stops and I let out a breath of relief.

She turns to face me, and I am about to apologize, but she moves quicker than I saw it coming. “I sho” my words were cut off by the force of her hand connecting with my face, my face turning from the impact as heat rushed up the side of my

face. Every finger I could feel branded into my skin and the taste of copper filled my mouth as my teeth bit into my cheek.

Instinctively my hand goes to my face where she slapped me, the skin welting, and I know that must have hurt her hand because fuck, my face was stinging. Shocked, it took me a few seconds to recover, and by the time I did, she was already walking out of my room. Khan growls, the noise ripping from my chest as I go to stalk after her.

will throw us off the fucking roof,” Khan snarls at me,

me,” I

I feel Khan shove forward. It becomes a battle of wills as we both fight for control. How ever, I have

crack my door open, I hear her move towards the kitchen and expect to hear her open the fridge or flick the lights on, but she doesn’t, which has me stepping into the hall. Quietly I go see what she is

in her

the handset and basė down back where they were and goes to walk past me when I step into her path. She smacks into my chest, a shrill shriek leaves her lips, and I grab her arm to steady her. My eyes roam over her nightie, and robe. Her belly brushing my stomach, and I fight the urge to reach out and smooth my hands over it. She jerks away from me. “Let me pass,” she snaps at me. And I look

her, but she just presses her lips in a line, refusing to answer me. I growl at her, and she finally meets my gaze. “I asked you

me, forcing me to step aside, yet as she moves past me, I see the end of a cord peeking out of her robe pocket. I grab her arm, stopping her and pulling

gave you

go!” Khan snarls in my head. Elena reaches for it again, but I pull

everything you have fucking asked for months, and you deprive me of everything; I just wanted to speak to my mother!” she yells at

give you everything you could possibly need, Elena, and the

chest, and she snatches the cord off me and

on me. You ran off with that bastard. You rejected me, was I supposed to welcome you back with fucking open arms? Now give me the cord;” | growl at her. Khan tries to force control before stopping realizing his fight ing me has my grip tightening on her chest. She whimpers, and he backs off