Read Luna on The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Son Chapter 61 – Waking up it is to sparks rushing up my leg. My eyes fly open to find Axton sitting beside me, my foot propped up on his thigh, and I am lying down on a bed. Startled, I sit up. The pinch feeling in my neck has my hand flying to touch it.

“You were bleeding out. Khan marked you.” Axton says simply, tying the bandage off around my thigh. A growl tears out of me.

“Calm down. What the fuck did you expect me to do? | wasn’t going to let you die!” he snarls.

“Call a fucking doctor, not bloody mark me, Axton!”

“It was Khan, not me! Not that I wasn’t going to anyway. You won’t escape me again, Elena,” he growls.

“Yeah, well, I haven’t marked you,” | growl back, and so does Lexa, she is just as pissed about being forcefully marked. My lips part when he pounces on me, pinning me to the bed.

“Reject me and watch what happens, Love. Don’t fucking test me,” he growls.

My breathing is ragged, and I try to toss him off when he suddenly kisses me. His lips are warm, soft, yet forceful as he plunges his tongue into my mouth. I struggle against him, yet he just presses closer, effectively trapping me beneath him.

And for the first time, I am assaulted with memories of the

force himself onto me, yet it was made worse by knowing he was compelling me, forcing

his lip hard. Axton jerks back, sitting up be tween my legs,

it was before. Lexa growls in my head, forcing my attention

rate slows when he makes no move to attack me. “This clearly isn’t going to work.” he pauses for a second, glancing over his shoulder at me. His eyes flicker to Khan briefly, and my heart sinks, knowing he is also mad at me.” want custody of the boys.” he

them back, Elena. You try, and I will not be held accountable for my actions.” he tells me. Axton then

words. We couldn’t leave until we handed them over, and that was

my eyes as | yank on the door before kicking it. Pain shoots up my leg, jarring it,

ideas? Maybe headbutt it, see if that works.” Lexa offers as I drop to the ground, clutching my toes | just

locked us

I wander around his room. Find ing an ensuite and a small sitting area. It was obvious we weren’t in the apartment. It appeared to be a

had doubts about my abil ity

still wearing my father’s shirt though the bandage around my leg is clean, the rest of me not so much. Wandering

next feed and I would never complain

his mark on my neck. Peering in the mirror, it surprisingly doesn’t look too nasty and is already healed over, just looks red and angry. Yet it wasn’t bleeding. Touching it, my skin tingles. Going back to when I first

find a way,” Lexa assures me. And I nod sadly. “We have no choice,” she reminds me, and she is right. We have sons now, a pack to look after, and I can’t do that while trapped to

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