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Chapter 65
Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 65
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A dam can only hold so much, before the foundation be- gins to crack, before those cracks turn to holes and eventually everything floods out. This is my breaking point, I was so damn tired of trying to fill the cracks, and plug the holes, tired of trying to hold the pressure in despite knowing it is a losing battle. My foundation didn’t crack, it burst fiercely, angrily showing exactly how broken I am, showing me how far in over my head I am.
Too busy stopping everyone else flowing away with the raging waters, not realizing by holding everything in, I was drowning myself because I was the anchor, the one at the bottom, claws into the earth and hanging on by my teeth.
Not anymore.
Now my flaws splayed out for him to pick through further, showing him how weak I am, the facade of strength I always displayed now long gone, and now he could truly see how ug- ly, tainted, dirty the floors at the bottom are. Axton’s grip fal- ters, the heat of him seeping into me as he presses his body against mine.
“Shh, Elena. Please stop crying. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please look at me.” Axton whispers, yet the dam wall burst and noth- ing he or Lexa spoke could calm me down. Nothing until it fi- nally stopped, until it had nothing else left, leaving nothing but a dry, barren wasteland. “Elena,” his voice sounded laced with concern, yet Axton I knew would not care. He only cared for what I had that he wanted to take.
Shame washes through me as the anger subsides, the tears stop, and I feel hollow, empty, drained of everything. Yet when I give up submitting to him like he wants, I notice his aura is no longer crushing because he isn’t using it now.
When I open my eyes, I find Khan peering down at me. Lexa whines in my head having missed him, I missed Khan. Missed my mate.
“He came forward.” I sob, embarrassed of the fool I made of myself.
“No, Axton gave him control.” Lexa murmurs, yet I didn’t care because Khan was back, the one person who actually wanted me, though I’m not sure now after I left. Despite that, I wrap my arms around his neck in a choke hold, not wanting him to leave, not wanting to give him up just yet.
Even if he is mad, I would take his anger if he would just let me hold him for a moment. Khan rolls onto his back, pulling me with him. He never had any issues manipulating Axton’s body, and for once I wished it belonged to Khan, yet knowing he inhabited the control right now was enough.
His fingers tangle in my hair, I listen to their heart beating, and the purr thrumming from his chest. While absorbing their scent to calm me. Khan wasn’t like Axton, not to me anyway. Khan I could never hate, my soul cried out for his. Some part of me believed it was just because Axton marked me and the flutters of the bond were slowly returning, but I knew it was just Khan. Khan was good.
Lexa whines when I feel his rough touch change, his grip loosening as a hand slid up my back and the hand in my hair moved and gripped the nape of my neck. I waited for Axton to shove me off, berate me and demand his sons. He turned his face toward mine, pressing his lips to my cheek. “Go.” the word sounded strangled, and I was sure I heard him wrong. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
“Go, Elena, go home.” he whispers, and I push off his
chest and look down at him. Sure that Khan must be in con- trol, not Axton. Yet looking down, his eyes flicker, darkening slightly as he watched me. His hands fall to my hips while I blink at him. Even Lexa was confused as she peered through my eyes, watching our mate. “Go, before I change my mind.” Axton whispers, looking away.
Believing it is a trick, I hesitantly climb off him. Axton rolls over and snatches his keys off the bedside table. Fiddling with them and removing some. He passes them to me. Still unbe- lieving, I hesitate to take them. Finding one to be a car key. “Just come back,” Axton pleads. “Don’t keep them from me.” he adds, and I climb off the bed.
He was letting me go? Axton climbs off the bed, and moves toward the door, unlocking it.
“I have a car.” I tell him, offering his car keys back to him. “No, that busted up thing was towed to the junkyard. The chassis was bent.” Great, how was I going to explain that to Sondra. Not that she would care, she would be just glad I was
home.
Axton sighs and I see his eyes glaze over as he mindlinks someone, and I quickly rush past him through the open door, worried he would shut it in my face.
“Eli has gone to get you formula. I will end the strike. Don’t make me come looking for you, I want your word you’ll let me see them.”
“I’ll bring them back,” I promise. “When?” he asks in return and I chew my lip, “Can I have two weeks?” Axton growls and looks at the ceiling. But I had to get my pack in order, sort out the rogue women’s situation and make them pack and regis-
ter them. Those documents would be uploaded into the sys- tem within three days, anonymity only lasts a week before ev- ery pack will be aware of a new one.
If they come looking before then, and they aren’t regis- tered under my pack name, they will fall under council punish- ments for their crimes, instead of pack punishment. No mat- ter how justified it was that they killed an entire pack, their
own mates.
“Fine, two weeks Elena, not a day more. If you are late, I will come looking for you,” he warns, his eyes flitting to my neck. My fingertips brush it and I feel the jaggard outline of his marking. “You’re not rejecting me, so don’t. I won’t accept it.” I open my mouth to say something when Axton speaks be- fore I get a chance.
“I can’t track you with it, I will only get a general direction because you haven’t marked me, but that would be enough to hunt you down Elena, enough for Khan.” I swallow, he may not be able to feel the bond in full force and I could barely feel anything at all, but Khan if I don’t come back I had no doubt would lead Axton to me.
“Two weeks, no longer.” I nod, turning on my heel to go get my mother and brother. “Oh and Elena.” I stop looking back at him.
“Return the car when you return, don’t post it to me. I don’ t want it back in pieces.” I press my lips in a line, quickly nod- ding, and he sighs. “Go, I’ll help you find your mother and brother.”