Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 47

Elena

Pulling down the long, obscured road that weaved amongst the trees, nerves kicked in. What would the women think of me just showing up unannounced? I wasn’t even sure if I was welcome here anymore. I kind of just dropped off the face of the earth and left them with no word. Lexa also feels nervous, we escaped Axton, escaped with our babies, yet this was the only place I could think of, and if they turn us away, I wasn’t sure what else to do. This was our only hope.

Slowly driving up the drive away, the sun was just begin ning to peek out between the clouds above the huge dilapi dated warehouse. It was quiet, the huge warehouse doors closed, but I see movement in the one little window near the door beside the huge roller doors.

Parking the car, I sit back in my seat. “Let them come out first. They’ll be wary. Open your door, so they can smell our scent,” Lexa suggests. I see Noleen peer out the window be fore the door opens, and she steps outside. I open my door but don’t make any move to get out of the car, knowing ! could spook her. Noleen approaches and I watch her sniff the air.

“Elena? Is that you?”

“Yes,”

“Then why are you sitting in the car?” she says, waving for me to hop out, and I let out a breath of relief before smiling and grabbing the duffle bag off the back seat. I hop out and close the car door. “Where did you get the car?” she calls out.

“Yeah, I kind of stole it,” I sing out, and she stops. She sticks her fingers in her mouth and whistles, and the roller doors start opening. “Well, don’t leave it there, are you trying to get us caught?” she laughs, waving for me to drive into the warehouse.

I chuckle and drive it in, and two of the women pull on the chains, closing the roller door behind me. Noleen points to the far corner, which is empty, and I park it where she tells me to before climbing out of the car. The moment I do, she em braces me in a hug.

arms are blankets, and one even brings some tea over. I step back, looking at Noleen. “We were wondering if you got out safe,” she says, smiling sadly. I nod my head,

over my shoulders which are quite warm. I see a few of the children waking up, their mothers

to Noleen. “I was hoping for a place to stay,” I tell her. “Well, if you want to slum it with us, you’re more than welcome too,” she shrugs before pointing at the car. “But

ideas?” I ask and she

women moving closer want ing to hear why I

ground.

looks like you’ll fit right in here then,” Noleen says, leading the way over to a small setting area where a fire pit is under a huge window, the steel walls black from the heat as the

she should know. When I was finished, she showed me around, and the women helped build me a bed out and found me some clothes

A week Later.

making things to sell at the local markets. I tried to offer them the money to help out, but they refused, saying that now that Jake’s shop

of the locals know me from the café, it wouldn’t be odd for them to see me in town, and

had been for a while, and relying heavily on their hunting skills. Yet it has now been two days and not much wildlife

“It’s not safe,”

her, and she nods,

it comes from, and I got nothing to use it on, and noth ing to lose right now, so we might as

“Yeah but Jake-”