Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Chapter 57

Axton POV

We left the boys with Eli and Michelle, knowing having to get them will only slow us down. Elena is a nervous wreck beside me, and all she has done is panic, conjuring up the worst-case scenario. What if the strigoi got Sondra? Or her father came back for revenge, or what if Osiris is behind it?

Yet I have a feeling Sondra is missing because she chose to go missing; the strong old bat takes shit from nobody, so I doubt if someone came after her, she would go quietly.

“She may have ducked into town,” I tell Elena, and she nods, staring off vacantly out the window. Her bottom lip quivers, and she presses her top teeth against it.

“Elena, we’ll find her. Marco has gone to check the commune. We can check in town; she is probably at the bakery, eating all the cupcakes,” I try to reassure her, and she turns her head to look at

“She’s dying, Axton,” she answers, and I swallow. Yeah, Marco had said something about taking care of her, but she looked okay the last time I saw her.

“We’ll find her,” I answer. We have to; I don’t think Elena will cope not knowing.

“Don’t go to the bakery. Go to Mary’s cafe,” Elena whispers, and I glance at her. I nod my head, taking the next turn to head down the main street of the small derelict town.

Pulling up along the curb, I don’t see her car anywhere or any sign of her. Elena gets out to check the old cafe, letting herself in with a

Dividing into pages now

hands shake as she tries to get the key in the lock. Fear slivers through the bond, yet she is determined to find Sondra also. Forgetting the bakery, I walk

have to go in there. I will check it out,” I tell her. Elena, however, shakes her

Elena sucks in a deep breath. “How do you have a key,” I ask her, and

never bought it, so once her death certificate was

too

stepping inside further, and my stomach drops, feeling her anguish. “Have you been

to me, she wanted me to burn it down, yet I couldn’t bring myself to step inside it,” she whispers while looking

is pretty much empty, though the fridges are full of old fizzy drinks and outdated milk. Other than that,

the basement door that is ajar and glances at me. “Want me to check?” I ask, and she nods her head. Nodding once, I quickly rush down the stairs to the pitch-black basement, my vision adjusting as Khan steps forward. We peer around the place, and I walk to the back, calling out for Sondra but

no longer in the shop, yet I can feel she is close by, so I

see the apartment door open and rush up to find her. Stepping inside, it feels like deja vu when I spot her. She holds the same look on her face. Back then, I thought she was petrified of me finding her shacked up with. another man. Now seeing the same expression, I recognize

months ago, and I kind of regret not getting my men to clear it out. As I wander over to her, she is staring at

had tried to tell me, but I was angry; I only believed what

that some things

on her shoulder. “This is one of

keep a secret if one is dead. Jake

not because he is seared into my memories. He got the easy