Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Read Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Son Chapter 25 – Another Week Later I had given up. My life was routine now of Jake and not Jake.

Depending on his mood he hardly let me leave the apartment, bruises laced every part of my skin, the belt had caused deep welts and I couldn’t sleep properly for days, even now certain positions still hurt where the belt tore through my skin, yet he was careful not to mark my face for the few times he let me out for an hour or so.

Getting up, I cook his breakfast cringing as I hear him move around and get ready to go open the cafe when I feel his hand wrap around my body.

His fingers trace over my belly gently as I flip his egg.

“I will finish cooking, go get dressed,” he tells me and I look over my shoulder at him and nod.

I slip into the room to find warm tracksuit pants and one of his jumpers.

I pull them on while Lexa paces nervously in my head.

“They aren’t the usual work attire,” she worries, but I don’t answer.

It’s not like we had a choice, he said get dressed, we get dressed simple.

Yet still she paced, her nervous energy making me nervous.

“Pet, come food is done,” he calls, and I move toward the small dining area and take my seat.

“I have a surprise for you.

You can come help me drop supplies off at the settlement,” he tells me and I nod my head reaching for my fork.

He grabs my wrist in his painful grip before I grab it.

“What do you say?” he growls.

“You need to be more appreciative of the things I do for you.

I didn’t have to take you in,” he snaps, his grip tightens to the point I think he will snap my wrist.

tell him,

up.” he says,

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in my lap as

noticed the diapers and formula making me

many children are out here?” “Six, I think,” he answered, navigating the

they always been out

so yes.” “Why?” “Why so many questions, Elena?” he snaps, and I

I murmured, looking out

and reaches over, squeezing

across them one night,

them go into the cafe

Petra was Mary’s daughter.

human?” “Yes Taboo, but I found out Mary’s daughter was taken

fled his pack to go back to her mother after she killed him and a few of these women ran with

hid them out here, so

of them are wanted fugitives for various crimes,”

Now that surprised me.

helped conspire with her, helped her kill her father so she could escape and they could escape their abusive partners.” “And you

wanted for their crimes,

you are just taking advantage of them?” I ask him, not meaning for that to

they help

he tells me, reaching over

a bag tossing it in the

was, it was

front, tending to their vegetable patches, laundry or playing with

women snatch up the kids and run off, while another woman warily

to have to kill someone,” Jake warns me