Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Alcha On The Hunt Chapter 9

Spending the night with Axton is awkward. We have bare- ly spoken since I stepped out of the shower. And I have kept my distance since. The bond is yearning for him and being locked in a room filled with his scent is making the bond near- ly impossible to ignore. Yet Axton looks perfectly comfortable when he walks back into the room holding two plates.

The smell of steak reaches my nose, and my stomach growls loudly. Another thing to add to the list of embarrass- ing shit I have no control over right now. “Hungry?” Axton chuckles.

“Yes, I’m still breastfeeding, well mix feeding, I’m always. hungry.” I tell him, and he nods, setting the plate on my lap.

“Just because I’m technically taking them for the weekend doesn’t mean you can’t breastfeed them,” Axton says, while sitting down with his own dinner.

“Will you stay the whole weekend?” I chew the inside of my lip. Lexa has been constantly at me about what a terrible idea staying here is. Yet she also can’t be away from the boys. The anguish is not worth it. So a few uncomfortable nights can’t be that bad?

“I would offer to stay at your place, but I’m on house ar- rest still, and I don’t think Sondra likes me. I worry she’ll shoot me in my sleep.” Axton chuckles.

Sondra’s words before I left come back to me about how the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. The way she spoke was as if she knew Axton’s father and mine. But what possible link would she have to his family and mine and what is her guilt about?

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“Elena?” I look at Axton, lost in my thoughts.

“Pardon?”

“I asked if you were staying the entire weekend, or if you are going home tomorrow?” I sigh, knowing I could go home and pump but I would only fret for them and Sondra might as well chuck me in the fields with the dairy cows because guar- anteed I will be producing more milk than I can freeze being away from them.

“I can organize Eli to stay the entire weekend. My men will watch over your pack,” I nod, grateful because my boobs were killing me, and the shower turned into a milk fountain the mo- ment the hot water touched me. Just the thought of leaving them here makes my anxiety peak. Not that he can’t look after them. He has already proved he is quite capable. Which brings me to more questions. Why is he so good with kids yet his people skills suck?

piece of my steak, I pop it into my mouth pon- dering my thoughts, and

could cook,” I tell him and

“I’m not completely useless.”

never said you were,” I retort. He

used to cook for my grandfather after my

I watch him for a second, wondering if I

didn’t he?” Axton nods, but

“How old were you?”

“Seventeen.”

were seventeen when you killed your father?” I

have killed

would have had at least a wolf. How else could you

wolf.

you just said you were seventeen?” Axton sighs, lean- ing back in

want to know?” he

Sondra

I nod my head, won- dering if I said too

did she say?” I shake my head, not wanting to an- swer and anger

not answering your questions unless you an- swer mine. Besides, you have

against you Axton, I am not

clenches his jaw, but I could see he wasn’t going to answer unless I did, and now

said that is why