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.

Elena’s handwriting, meaning it is not yours!” she tsk’s and I hear her sigh. Turning back to the room, Louise comes back out

says. I take it, turning it over

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

to read it?”

want to here with Louise, I doubt it has anything good in it,” I tell him and

the truck arrives at the packhouse after midday,” I tell Louise only for her to growl. She spins around, pointing

on the bed!” she scolds. I chuckle, shaking my head and wandering off when

stop at the

excited

my mate.

reach 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

the mate I love

also wonder why the cleaning lady never mentioned finding it. Pulling it out, Khan presses forward also wanting to read, well invade my thoughts

Axton

first, I am not coming back, so don’t look for me, 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 didn’t have to be this way,

not as much as you will. You haunt me 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

father would. Anyone. But mostly you. I carry your sons, so I knew they’d be safest with you, I thought I would be. I once perceived hope as a fantasy,

immense. Finally I could breathe… Only instead you stole my breath. You rejected me. I just wanted to touch you, know the nightmare I found myself in was over, know our boys were safe, that I was going home. I didn’t

became my next captor. I went from one cage to another, only this

tormentor.

say you wouldn’t have done the same? Stamped down and destroyed by one

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

it. Showed me how replaceable I am, showed me what it would be like to be loved by you, which is not the happily ever after I

my hope in, but it turns out you were worse than them all. You were worse because when you found me; I