Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 69

Later That Night

After celebrations and dinner, I got the boys finally settled and back in their cribs. Tucking the blanket tight over them, I turn to see my mother waiting by the door. She inclines her head to the side, wanting me to follow her. Leaving my room, I follow her downstairs and through the giant living room.

The front screen door creaks as she opens it and we step outside into the cool, fresh air. Sondra was sitting in her rocking chair and we take our seats beside her on the other two. It was peaceful out here. The sky always seemed clearer. It was tranquil, and I could see why Sondra favored her rocking chair. The view was spectacular, and you could make out the city lights from the front verandah.

Forest lined one side of the property with rolling mountains. The city was to the right, and barely a stone’s throw away. If only Axton knew how close I truly was. Sondra’s property was nearly directly at the back of his pack. On the other side of the ranch was all open land for as far as I could see.

“I may have done something,” my mother tells me, making me tear my gaze away from the city. My mother chews her lip and sits back in her chair, watching me. Her lips tug up in the

corners.

“You know, when I married your father and allowed him to mark me, I didn’t think much of it. What I was losing-what I was gaining.” Michelle opens the door, coming out with a tray with mugs. She sets the tray down and hands me one. I find it is hot chocolate. She smiles and moves to sit on the top step with her own mug.

“Bardot’s owned the city, and we founded it. Amongst our

was no secret that the pack was run by the Luna’s, not the Alpha.” my mother

admit, not that I knew much of our family tree, not on my mother’s side, anyway. That has always remained a mystery. Same as my father’s. He

a position that was never going to be mine. My mother raised me as the next Alpha, just like me she was also

she took down his pack, and he fled like the coward he was and

every firstborn of each generation has been female white wolves, Arctic wolves. It was the only trait we got to keep. Every

the first to give birth to boys.” my mother sighs, sips her hot chocolate before tracing her finger around the rim of

but never its rightful one. My father promised my mother he would hand the pack back through me. He let me believe I would be next in line, promised my mother. And then your father marked me, swept the rug out from under my feet when the announcement was made. Only it wasn’t my

I waited for my father to name me the next Alpha. I was going to be the first ever female Alpha in history. We were supposed to change history, rewrite the stereotypes. I even picked out my Beta. You know her daughter.” My mother tells me with

night Axton held the dinner. How she said my mother would have made a great Alpha. Now I understand what she meant. Not even I knew my mother’s family

she would be the first female Beta. Then my father called yours forward. He was just like the rest of them. That day I watched all hope of the change my mother was promised leave that

shakes her head.

it’s why in our ancestry our pack looks brand new, each generation the pack renamed, pushing us further from our roots, our history, the history of Arctic Moon light

was doing the same with you. I started to plan. And then when he kicked you out, that was my tipping point. History would not repeat itself. I did not watch you slave away for a position, you wouldn’t get. Not again. So I decided

was named, I promised myself I would not let history repeat. So before I rejected your father, I changed the titles, Elena.” my mother tells me. I’m taken aback by her words when she sits up,

and I see my name on all the paperwork. Legally, I owned every asset of my father’s. I owned his