Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 72

Elena POV

Grabbing a towel from the linen cupboard, I almost groan when I notice Axton coming up the hallway after me. Quickly shutting the door, I rush toward the stairs trying to escape him. The shower is calling my name, just as I climb a few steps, I hear the boys cry out. Glancing over my shoulder Axton stops mid-stride. He presses his lips in a line, giving me a look that says our little tiff is not over.

Yet his hovering lately is driving me insane. Everywhere I turn, he’s there! Breathing down my neck like he thinks I am about to have a nervous breakdown. I’m not. I’m just focused. Walking down the hall toward our room, I hear the boys fall quiet. Why son, why? Just cry for five more minutes so I can shower in peace….

I know Axton is just worried about me, but it’s not helping. I feel suffocated and frustrated, like my every move is being scrutinized. I take a deep breath and remind myself that he’s only trying to help.

Stepping into the bedroom, I am flooded with light. I squint, moving around the spacious bedroom to the windows to close the curtains.

“What do you expect? You’ve been in that dark-ass room most of the day,” Lexa snaps at me.

“It wasn’t dark.”

had a lamp on, which indicated to

blinds open,” I retort quickly shutting the windows on the next set and then the curtains. Although I am relieved she is talking to me,

ass whines more than me,” she huffs, and I snicker then curse when I stub my little toe on the corner of the huge plush king-sized bed taking up the center of the

annoying commentary while I hop

You shift and break bones all the

the bed, but after what it did to my toe, I think it would win that one too so think twice about punishing it. Regathering myself, I wiggle my toes and then head into the bathroom.

on a hook on the wall near the bathtub that runs along the window. Once

and makes me groan as I hear the bathroom door creak open. See, I can’t even shower in peace.

Axton chuckles. I turn around to face him. “I did once….” I remind him, not that I have any intention of escaping him again even if he has been extremely

his eyes run the entire length of me. He’s leaning against the vanity, his eyes smoldering with intensity when they finally lift to mine with a devious smile on his

go, I’d go. You would never find me or catch me,” I tell him, raising my eyebrows in challenge. He takes a step forward, his eyes flashing with amusement. “You’re already caught,” he purrs, and I can’t help but shiver in

never leaving mine as he slowly peels it off. His muscular body is toned. and sculpted, with firm and full pecs, defined abs, and strong arms that are covered in intricate tattoos. His