Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 87
Alpha On The Hunt Chapter 12
“It’s fine. I am ying around. But if you want my scent, I am right here.” he smiles at me, showing all
his pearly white teeth and I roll my eyes.
“If you’re here you might as well take advantage of the bond, El. I definitely won’tin if you want
to scent me.” he teases before chuckling. He pats his chest and I look at him, my eyes tracing over the
tattoos that are on his left pec and shoulder.
“Don’t you dare!” Lexa growls at me, but what would it hurt, besides I know I would sleep better and I
hardly sleep with the boys. One night couldn’t hurt, right?
“Are you trying to send us into heat?” Lexa growls angrily.
“I’m breastfeeding!” I tell her, annoyed at her dramatics, besides, he is our mate.
“We are too close. You are asking for trouble,” she warns, yet I purse my lips, fighting temptation, the
bond yearning for its
mate.
“EI?” Axtonughs softly. “Come on, you know you want to.” he smiles, his eyes flickering to Khan and I
feel the bond tug at Lexa who sighs giving in and as soon as she lets go of the restraint I didn’t realize
she is holding in a death grip, I all but throw myself at him. It was like a someone a pulled back a
slingshot and the moment she let go I wasunched at him, very embarrassingly so.
The bond res at the offer and I didn’t realize how much Lexa was suppressing the bond until she let
her control go of the control I didn’t know she had. Axton makes an oomph sound as I crush him and
my face mes, making me wish the
bed would open up and swallow me.
Instantly I go to move off him, but his arm snakes around my waist, pulling me back and tucking me
closer. “Stop, I know it’ s the bond. You’re not the only one fighting it, El.” Axton murmurs before pulling
my arm across his waist. I settle against him, tossing my leg over him, only for him to grip my thigh and
drag my leg higher.
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‘But let’s not test my self-control too much,” Axton growls when I feel his lips press to my forehead. I
yawn, his scent enveloping me and the bond finally settles, while exhaustion sweeps over me like a
tsunami.
“I don’t like this. We shouldn’t be this close.” Lexa murmurs, yet I can feel she is relishing in his scent
and the feel of his overly warm, skin.
My eyes close and I feel my face fall ck as my entire body turns to putty as sleep takes me.
“This is how it should have been from the start,” Axton whispers just before I pass out.
The sun beaming through the slight gap in the heavy drapes wakes me. I groan, the light making my
eyes flutter to find I am stillying on Axton. I sluggishly try to find the reason why I have awoken, yet
the boys I can see on the tiny monitor on the bedside table next to Axton are fast asleep.
“I warned you, I warned you, but you never listen to reason.” Lexa huffs. I sit up, wondering what she is
talking about.
“Why did you wake me?” I growl at her, lifting my head off Axton’s chest. I admire his resting face, like
this I could almost
forget why I am fighting the bond. He looks peaceful, and my eyes roam over his face, taking in every
part of it, from his longshes,shes I wish I had. Down his straight nose to his full lips. He is
handsome.
“Yeah until he opens his mouth, and his attitude ruins everything.” Lexa mumbles.
“He was finest night, and I had the best sleep.” I yawn, looking at his tattoos on his chest.
I peer down, finding I drooled all over him and I gasp. I wipe my mouth, mortified, while my stomach
cramps viciously. Trying not to wake him, my hands hover over his chest, wanting to wipe it off before
he notices I caused a puddle on his chest. I swipe my hand over it, only smearing it more and he
moans at touch while I grit my teeth knowing if I keep touching him the bond will wake him.
“Crap, I need some tissues.” I hiss at Lexa, my eyes scan the room to see a tissue box sitting on his
desk. I carefully remove my leg from across his waist and slowly pull the nket back. Axton stirs and I
climb out of bed, wondering why I feel wet.
Sneaking out of bed, I creep toward the desk and pluck some tissues out when I feel something warm
trickle down my leg, making me stop dead in my tracks. “Please be pee, please be pee.” I squeeze my
eyes shut. ncing down, Axton’s boxer shorts are drenched in blood, and I swear the blood drains
from my face.
Looking at the bed, I see Axton’s clothes are ruined and so is his bed. It looks like a massacre took
ce in the bed.
“A massacre of your uterus lining!”
“Lexa… What do I do?” I panic.
“Well for one, I think you’ll need more than tissues, you might as well give him your uterus you
shredded most of it on him anyway,” Lexa growls at me while I stare in horror.
“But I’m breastfeeding.” is all my mind conjures up.
“I told you not to get too close and now, in a few days, you’ll set your damn heat in motion!” Lexa snarls
when he stirs; he pats the bed, where I was lying, rolling over and straight into the ruined mess I made
of his bed.
I gasp, wanting to erasest night, or go back and choose the couch. Anything as he sits up. Shame
washes through me, and tears prick my eyes. What have I done? Axton grumbles, lurching upright and
my eyes widen impossibly more when I see him lift his hand, which is drenched in blood.
“Elena?” Axton murmurs, half asleep, and staring at his hand in confusion.
“What the fuck! Elena?” Axton jumps up in a panic. Unable to face him, I rush for his bathroom,
mming the door shut and locking the door.