Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Alpha on the Hunt Chapter 7

“We’ll see you on Monday.” my mother tells me.

“I’m not staying in the city.” I remind her.

“Yes, you are, sweetie. You just refuse to admit it,” she says, wondering off before I can answer. Glaring at her re- treating figure, I start the car.

The drive to the city takes twice as long because I am try- ing to delay the inevitable. By the time I reach Axton’s pack- house, he is standing out the front, his arms folded across his bare chest. I roll my eyes. Why does he have to be half-naked? I growl in annoyance when Lexa answers me.

“He came back from a run. He didn’t think you were com- ing, and it set Khan off,” she tells me.

“You can’t know that!” I state.

“I can because the stupid bond gets stronger by the day now he has marked us. I have been catching glimmers of it through this one-sided bond.” she snaps at me. This was the first time she has openly admitted to her struggle with the bond. I constantly suffer when within his proximity, but Lexa had clearly been hiding her struggle from me.

Axton stomps over, grabbing my door when I shove it open. “You said 5 PM.” he snaps at me. I growl, not in the mood for his temper tantrum.

“I am forty minutes late, Axton. Calm down. This is hard enough.” I tell him, opening the back door. He says nothing as I reach in and start unclipping Kyan first. Instead, he walks

in, a vicious growl tears out

looks at me, and I shake the feeling off

He smiles down at Bane, quickly kissing his head before looking at me expectantly. I stare at him for a few seconds when Lexa

off useless information I am sure he won’t need about their sleep schedule and explain every little thing in the baby bag,

once I hand him over, I have no reason to stay any

them for the weekend,” Axton states, holding out his free arm for him. Grit- ting my

feel pre-programmed and automatic as he sidesteps

knowing if I don’t leave. I will find myself camping in his

way.

except as soon as I see the border patrols manning the exit, I pull over because I suddenly can’t breathe. My chest feels tight, and my hands are clammy as I clutch the

no mat- ter how much I wanted to prove everyone wrong,

I pull up and park in front of the hedges where the car is hidden from view. The rain is pouring down, obscuring my view

with goosebumps, and my senses are extremely heightened from the adrenaline pumping through my veins,

I can feel when you’re close, right?” he asks, and I blink at him. His shirt is drenched from the rain. that is beating down fiercely as the storm continues to brew, darkening the skies as the thick clouds close in on

stare out at him, wondering how he noticed me lurking like some creep when he opens the

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