Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Chapter 51 

Michelle takes Kyan before moving to the passenger side to clip him into the middle seat. 

| clip Bane in and jump into the driver’s side, starting the engine, it roars to life. I wait for Sondra to pull out before turning the car around and slowly following her out along the windy bumpy road, cringing every time I hear Axton’s car scrub out, the bus moves easily, jostling from side to side. 

Coming onto the road, though, I stick close to her, having no idea where we are going when she turns toward the high way heading toward the city. My heart skips a beat, knowing she must live close to the city to be taking this road. We go past the speed limit signs, and she suddenly waves out the window with a white cloth. My brows furrow, wondering if the bus was breaking down, I slow down, getting ready to pull over, not liking that I will be stopped on the side of the road with a stolen car on a major road. 

All that was out here were a few farms standing along the stretch of highway, I shake my head, cursing under my breath before I jump in my seat startled. The engine of the bus sud denly roars and cackles, taking off. Noleen leans forward, and I glance at Noleen. 

“What the fuck is in that bus,” Noleen says, her mouth gaping, and my fingers twitching on the steering wheel. 

“I have no fucking idea, but let’s see what it’s got,” | tell her before hitting the gas. We catch her easily and I can see her laughing in the bus’s huge mirror. There is no way that the bus should have that kind of power. We drove for about an other twenty minutes taking a secluded road that ran along the outside of the city, much too close for my liking but noth ing appeared to be out here when we come to the ranch. 

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left of it and a huge garage that was bigger than the warehouse on the other side. Dairy cows mowing down the paddocks, and

engine. “Take it to the garage,” she points at the huge galvanized steel building, I nod once driv ing over to it. I peer around, taking in the scenery, when she finally comes over and undoes the huge chains holding

in and parking the car. Climbing out, Noleen was look ing under some

her lip. “So I may be able to help with the car issue,” she says,

the blankets she was looking under, her mouth gaping as she turns her attention to Sondra. “How much do you make at that

dra chuckles. 

she chuckles, and I stare at her. “Floyd

dealer?” Michelle asks, and I press my lips in a line. “In a way,” Sondra says, and I

me and I shake my head. “It’s a chop shop,” and Michelle’s mouth nearly hits the floor. “But… you like …” Sondra cocks her

old I can’t have a chop shop

squeaks, “Shouldn’t you be cro cheting and

Sondra snaps, turning back

are you going to do about the car? I don’t see how this helps.” Michelle asks, and I don’t think she is quite understanding. Sondra stops, and thinks for a

asks. I shrug. “Maybe dig a hole and bury