Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Alpha On The Hunt Chapter 40

I know he blames himself for not preventing what happened to my mother and Petra. It also sucks because he would soon lose

Sondra again.

She is an old woman, and despite that, he still loves her even though he could pass as her grandson. It is quite heartbreaking to think about loving someone, then losing them to your brother only to get them back and having to prepare to lose them all over again.

I push those thoughts aside, knowing Marco does not want my pity. It makes me realize what I could have lost from my own actions.

“So, is there any news on who is working with Osiris?” I ask him, and he exhales loudly.

Marco glances at me, then returns his eyes back to the road, looking grateful for the conversation moving away from his dying love life. He slows down as we approach the intersection leading onto the highway. Marco turns the blinker on and stops, waiting for the traffic to pass before he shakes his head.

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“No clue, but I will find out. However, if the council questions you, allowed you to leave the city on compassionate grounds after learning your family was attacked by another pack. And the fight at the border between you and Osiris was because he was trying to stop you when you had permission to leave,” he tells me, and I nod my head, then return my gaze to the window in contemplation.

There is hardly anything visible from the car up ahead, only the brake lights of the cars as they slow and try to follow the lines on the road. We are halfway to the city when Marco’s Bluetooth starts ringing loudly through the speakers, and a name comes across the screen in the dash: Officer Flint.

“Great. What does he want?” Marco growls, glaring at the name as

to

“Not friends?” I laugh.

“Nah, I can’t stand his whiny ass. He’s a brown

his breath and presses a button on

as Marco hits the brakes once again, he hisses. “What is it?” His voice is low and irritated while the cars in front of him jam

at his irritation and behavior. Even I, with way better senses than any human, can barely see anything ahead of us. That fact alone says a lot

are you there?” Marco snaps at the Officer, but all

we can hear coming from the speaker is static, and some voice crackles, but we can’t understand what he is saying. No matter how enhanced one’s senses are, nobody would be able to

the sounds of static, the phone cuts out. Marco

Flint asks in a muffled voice. He’s still hard to hear, his voice barely

complete stop. It looks like there are more than a few cars in front of us, but weather be damned, I can’t tell

you there?” Officer Flint asks,

looks like no matter what the Officer says or

I roll my eyes. At

have lost contact with the transport officers that picked up Alpha Derrick.” Officer Flint says quickly in one

the side to look at

the storm,” Marco replies, and he does have a point. Reception is shit out here, and the storm only

communication was an hour ago. We checked the car’s tracker, and they parked it in a town nearby. It hasn’t moved for an hour either: I sent officers out to check if they’ve broken down, but