Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Chapter 46

Read Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Son Chapter 46 – Axton POV

My head is spinning as my eyes flutter open to stare at the

ceiling. My hand reaches across the bed, feeling for Elena; / vaguely remember her coming to sleep in here last night. Yet, where I thought she would be is bare, the space cold. Rubbing my eyes, I sit up, glancing toward the bathroom door, wondering if she went to take a shower.

My mouth was dry, my eyes throbbing along with the pulsating of my head. “Elena?” I call out, rubbing my temples before eyeing the bottle of water on the bedside table. Relief floods me, and I snatch it, twisting the cap and downing the entire bottle. I drank far too much last night, so much sol barely remember the dinner itself. The night was now hazy, yet my desire for her was strong.

Setting the bottle down, I wander to the bathroom, feeling Khan awaken. His energy I have barely felt over the last week, and I feel relief at having him pressing forward as I take a leak.

I feel empty without my wolf, like a piece of me is missing, a piece I finally have back.

in the sink basin, cupping my hands and swallowing more water, my mouth so dry, I never got this hungover. Maybe it was because

my face, feeling a little better. “Are you going to lock me away?” Khan

the pill bottle, but I shake my head, and he sighs. “And Elena?” he asks,

went back to her own

natural,” he seems happy, chuffed even at the thought, and I move toward the door. “I am going to see if she wants to

going on, but other than that, he had been completely blocked out, unable to

real shot,” I tell him, finally coming to terms with the idea. Nothing felt better than having her by my side last night. She would make a good Luna and, no doubt, a good mother. Eli has been preaching to me for days to fix things, yet one thing that stuck out the most

was the one that set things in motion, causing a domino effect, the pieces falling randomly and ruining everything I had spent so long to build. I ruined her, and the look on her face since the day I told her she was

so I wander to the kitchen and stop in

bench. One thing she did almost religiously was clean the kitchen; my eyes roam around the living room as I walk into it before falling on the picture frame leaning against the wall. My brows furrow, thinking it odd as I glance at the wall where it should

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