Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Alpha on the Hunt Chapter 7

“We’ll see you on Monday.” my mother tells me.

“I’m not staying in the city.” I remind her.

“Yes, you are, sweetie. You just refuse to admit it,” she says, wondering off before I can answer. Glaring at her re- treating figure, I start the car.

The drive to the city takes twice as long because I am try- ing to delay the inevitable. By the time I reach Axton’s pack- house, he is standing out the front, his arms folded across his bare chest. I roll my eyes. Why does he have to be half-naked? I growl in annoyance when Lexa answers me.

“He came back from a run. He didn’t think you were com- ing, and it set Khan off,” she tells me.

“You can’t know that!” I state.

“I can because the stupid bond gets stronger by the day now he has marked us. I have been catching glimmers of it through this one-sided bond.” she snaps at me. This was the first time she has openly admitted to her struggle with the bond. I constantly suffer when within his proximity, but Lexa had clearly been hiding her struggle from me.

Axton stomps over, grabbing my door when I shove it open. “You said 5 PM.” he snaps at me. I growl, not in the mood for his temper tantrum.

“I am forty minutes late, Axton. Calm down. This is hard enough.” I tell him, opening the back door. He says nothing as I reach in and start unclipping Kyan first. Instead, he walks

to the other side to retrieve Bane. The moment he reaches in, a vicious growl tears out of me, one I didn’t mean to make,

looks at me, and I shake the feeling

He smiles down at Bane, quickly kissing his head before looking at me expectantly. I stare at him for a few seconds when Lexa snarls at

bag and Kyan!” she reminds me as my brain. decides to stop functioning, leaving me standing here staring like a twit. My voice is robotic as I tell the boy’s formula dosage and rattle off useless information I am sure

I have no reason to stay any longer. My mother was right. I am staying in this damn city. Driving away was going to be hard enough, let alone actually leaving

his free arm for him. Grit- ting my teeth, I hand him over, and Axton clutches them close

should get them inside.” Axton states, and I nod. My ac- tions feel pre-programmed and automatic as he sidesteps me. Before

street, knowing if I don’t leave.

way.

to leave, except as soon as I see the border patrols manning the exit, I pull over because I suddenly can’t breathe. My chest feels tight, and my hands are clammy

no mat- ter how much I wanted to prove everyone wrong, I end up turning the car around and heading back toward the pack-

in front of the hedges where the car is hidden from view. The rain is pouring down, obscuring my view completely as I shut the car

prickles with goosebumps, and my senses are extremely heightened from the adrenaline pumping through my veins,

on them, I don’t notice anyone approach the car until Axton is tapping on the window. “You know I can feel when you’re close, right?” he asks, and I blink at him. His shirt is drenched from the rain. that is beating down fiercely as the storm continues to brew,

he noticed me lurking like some creep

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