Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 64

Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 64

Elena

Never in my life have I struggled to sleep so much, all night I tossed and turned, sleep refusing to take me as I won- dered how long Axton would keep me from our sons, yet Luke’s eagerness to remain here until I prove I would return kept playing on my mind. I wonder if mom would consider staying here with Axton.

She would be safe here until I returned, the idea of leaving Luke here by himself worried me to no end. Turning my head, I see Axton sleeping facing away from me, sitting up he is still fast asleep when I spot his keys on the bedside table next to his head. Quietly as possible, I pull the blanket back. He was asleep and this was our chance to escape him.

Lexa, feeling my change in mood, pushes forward. “Elena, quick before he wakes,” Lexa urges as she looks through my eyes to spot the keys, and what brought on my sudden ex- citement.

My heart beats hard in my chest as I pull the covers back and crept out of bed. Moving around to his side, my fingers lock around the keys, the jingle making me freeze in place to glance at him. His eyes were still shut, and I let out a breath, quickly fisting them so that they don’t rattle and make noise. Yet as I stand upright, the floor creaked and his eyes snap

open.

I barely had time to blink before he reached out and gripped my wrist, jerking me across his body and pinning me beneath him against the mattress.

around his keys, peeling each finger back until he retrieved his keys, taking them and any hope I had

Emotion clogs my throat, threatening to suffo- cate me,

Everything, I hate him for it, hate what he did, hate that he took everything from my family. From our sons! I wanted my family back, I

a tsunami of hate for everything he

again!” Axton

to hurt something, hurt him, anything. I needed my babies, I needed them because at this point they were the only reason I

my arms to the bed and Lexa surges forward, trying him buck him off when roars his own frustration. His canines slip out between his parted

submit. My breathing is ragged as my chest

eyes.

longer feel like fighting every step of the way, only to be let down by the end result. To

his teeth raking down my flesh in warning as

my life, I have lived with responsibility, lived with the burden of what is expected of me and I lived up

stand, one stupid deci- sion to think I could walk away from my mate ruined every- thing I

never be mine.

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