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.

you,” I tell him, and he

eat up.” he says,

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lap as we

diapers and

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

out here?” I ask

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

just curious,” I murmured,

loudly and reaches over, squeezing

them one night,

saw them go into the cafe

Petra was Mary’s daughter.

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

go back to her mother after she killed him and

here, so the supernatural authorities

of them are wanted fugitives

Now that surprised me.

her, helped her kill her father so she could escape and they could escape their abusive partners.” “And you killed Mary?” “Why

no help, are wanted for their crimes, and

of them?” I ask him, not meaning for that to

them, they help me,” he

he tells me, reaching over to the

grabs a bag tossing it in the

it was,

out front, tending to their vegetable patches,

and run off, while another woman warily waits for

kill someone,” Jake warns me and