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.

I tell him, and

he

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box in my lap as we drove out to

the diapers and formula making

“Six, I think,” he

always been out here?” I

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

curious,” I murmured, looking out

reaches over,

stumbled across them one night, purely

the cafe

Petra was Mary’s daughter.

I found out Mary’s

she killed him and a few

hid them out here, so

them are wanted fugitives for various crimes,” Jake tells

Now that surprised me.

in the council, these women helped conspire with her, helped her kill her father so she could escape and they

are wanted for their crimes,

I ask him, not meaning for

they help me,” he

more questions,” he tells me, reaching over to the back

tossing it

it was,

up some of the women were out front, tending to

snatch up the kids and run off, while

someone,” Jake warns me and I