Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Alpha On The Hunt Chapter 12

“It’s fine. I am playing around. But if you want my scent, I am right here.” he smiles at me, showing all his pearly white teeth and I roll my eyes.

“If you’re here you might as well take advantage of the bond, El. I definitely won’t complain if you want to scent me.” he teases before chuckling. He pats his chest and I look at him, my eyes tracing over the tattoos that are on his left pec and shoulder.

“Don’t you dare!” Lexa growls at me, but what would it hurt, besides I know I would sleep better and I hardly sleep with the boys. One night couldn’t hurt, right?

“Are you trying to send us into heat?” Lexa growls angrily.

“I’m breastfeeding!” I tell her, annoyed at her dramatics, besides, he is our mate.

“We are too close. You are asking for trouble,” she warns, yet I purse my lips, fighting temptation, the bond yearning for its

mate.

“EI?” Axton laughs softly. “Come on, you know you want to.” he smiles, his eyes flickering to Khan and I feel the bond tug at Lexa who sighs giving in and as soon as she lets go of the restraint I didn’t realize she is holding in a death grip, I all but throw myself at him. It was like a someone a pulled back a slingshot and the moment she let go I was launched at him, very embarrassingly so.

control go of the control I didn’t know she

up

snakes around my waist, pulling me back and tucking me closer. “Stop, I know it’ s the bond. You’re not the only one fighting it, El.” Axton murmurs before pulling my arm across

much,” Axton growls when I feel his lips press to my forehead. I yawn, his scent enveloping me and the bond finally settles,

like this. We shouldn’t be this close.” Lexa murmurs, yet I can feel she is relishing in his scent and the feel of

close and I feel my face fall slack as my entire body turns to putty as

how it should have been from the start,” Axton whispers just

to find I am still laying on Axton. I sluggishly try to find the reason why

listen to reason.” Lexa huffs. I sit up,

head off Axton’s chest. I admire his resting face,

of it, from his long lashes, lashes I

mouth, and his attitude ruins everything.”

had the best

peer down, finding I drooled all over him and I gasp. I wipe my mouth, mortified, while my stomach cramps viciously. Trying not to wake him, my hands hover over his chest, wanting to wipe it off before he notices I caused a

a tissue box sitting on his desk. I carefully remove