Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 62

Axton POV

Later that night.

Unlocking the penthouse apartment, I show Louise around. Luke races up the hall, but I can tell she is nervous about being back in the city.

“You know you and Luke can stay at home with me and Elena until you’ re comfortable?” I remind her. She peers around, forcing a smile onto her face.

“Don’t be silly, besides you and Elena need some time to yourselves, and some privacy.” Louise tells me.

Sighing, I start twisting the key off the key ring when I hear Luke sing out. “Can I have this room?” he calls to his mother and I glance down the hall, he is in Elena’s old room. I haven’t been here since the day after she left me the second time. Unable to stay here, her scent was on everything, though I had sent a cleaner to tidy the place.

“No, I change my mind, I want this one!” Luke sings out a second later wandering into my old room.

“Pick whichever one you want just not the main one, that’s your mother’ s,” I tell him and he huffs.

“But this one hasn’t got a bathroom.” he whines, wandering back to Elena’ s old room. I chuckle and so does Louise as I pass her the keys she’ll need. I also write down the security code.

“Fridge and pantry are stocked. I sent Eli out earlier, and-” I wander down the hall to show her the linen cupboard knowing they’ll need fresh bed linen and towels; the others are probably a little stale and dusty.

“Towels, linen. Phone is on, and packhouse number is beside it. Also the receptionist downstairs has all the pack numbers and you have the mindlink!” I tell her. She smiles and wanders to Elena’s old room and I see Luke sitting on the end of the bed opening an envelope.

“What have you got?” Louise asks him and I am about to wander down the hall when I hear her scold Luke.

“You don’t open other people’s mail.”

“It’s not other people’s mail, look it’s Elena’s handwriting,” Luke says and I stop. I glance back at the door.

her sigh. Turning

she says. I take it, turning it over and indeed

we never found,” Khan tells me. I nod, putting

you going to read it?” Khan

with Louise, I doubt it has anything good in it,”

in the morning to grab you with the boys on the way out of the city, the truck arrives at the packhouse after midday,” I tell Louise only for her to growl. She spins around, pointing

she scolds. I chuckle, shaking my

stop at the front door. I

handle and walking out, excited to get home to my

my mate.

the bottom, I check security and make sure patrols are run around the building before climbing in my car. Shrugging my jacket off, I toss it on the passenger seat but grab the envelope out. Turning it over, I read the front, recognizing her handwriting easily. The front of

mate I love to hate…..

yet I also wonder why the cleaning lady never mentioned finding it. Pulling it out, Khan presses forward also wanting to read, well invade my thoughts with his running commentary while I

Axton

though I will find a way to contact you to let you know the boys arrived safe. I have picked out the names already, and one might surprise you. I wish it

for a different reason though. Jake I never wanted. What he did I never asked for or wished for. I never loved Jake. What he did haunts me, his touch repulsed me, and sometimes

you, even though you were hurting me too. And you haunt me for a very

be safest with you, I thought I would be. I once perceived hope as a fantasy, a conjured-up idea that you would come save

the nightmare I found myself in was over, know our boys were safe, that I

I went from one cage to another, only this time I actually

tormentor.

see what a mistake it was, but can you honestly say you wouldn’t have done the same? Stamped down and destroyed by one alpha, yet I was expected to run into the arms of another? Another alpha

me, you were just as bad as he was, only you wanted to enslave a mate, my father wanted to enslave a daughter, then Jake wanted to enslave a blood bag, a toy, something for him to torment and play with. He played with my body, ruined it. But you played with something far more valuable, my

you didn’t just play with it. You broke it. Showed me how replaceable I am, showed me what it would be like to be loved by you, which is

of two evils. So I picked you to place all my hope in, but it turns out you were worse than them all. You were worse because when you found me; I thought I would be given the opportunity to be your mate, equal because mates are supposed to be, only