Luna On The Run: I Stole Alpha’s Sons
Luna on The Run: I Stole The Alpha’s Son Chapter 25

Another Week Later I had given up. My life was routine now of Jake and not Jake.

Depending on his mood he hardly let me leave the apartment, bruises laced every part of my skin, the to mark my face for the few times he let me out for an hour or so.

Getting up, I cook his breakfast cringing as I hear him move around and get ready to go open the cafe His fingers trace over my belly gently as I flip his egg.

"I will finish cooking, go get dressed," he tells me and I look over my shoulder at him and nod.

I slip into the room to find warm tracksuit pants and one of his jumpers.

I pull them on while Lexa paces nervously in my head.

"They aren't the usual work attire," she worries, but I don't answer.

It's not like we had a choice, he said get dressed, we get dressed simple.

Yet still she paced, her nervous energy making me nervous.

"Pet, come food is done," he calls, and I move toward the small dining area and take my seat.

"I have a surprise for you.

You can come help me drop supplies off at the settlement," he tells me and I nod my head reaching fo

He grabs my wrist in his painful grip before I grab it.

"What do you say?" he growls.

"You need to be more appreciative of the things I do for you.

I didn't have to take you in," he snaps, his grip tightens to the point I think he will snap my wrist.

"Thank you," I tell him, and he lets me go.

"Now eat up." he says, tapping my plate.

I cradled the box in my la*p as we drove out to the settlement.

Peering inside I noticed the diapers and formula making me look up at him.

"How many children are out here?" "Six, I think," he answered, navigating the rocky terrain.

"Have they always been out here?" I ask him.

"It's off grid, so yes." "Why?" "Why so many questions, Elena?" he snaps, and I drop my gaze.

"I was just curious," I murmured, looking out the window.

Jake sighs loudly and reaches over, squeezing my hand.

had caused deep welts and I couldn't sleep properly for days, even now certain positions still hurt where the belt tore through my skin, yet he was careful not feel his hand wrap around my body.

ork.

"I stumbled across them one night, purely by accident.

I saw them go into the cafe and I followed them home.

Petra was Mary's daughter.

She was a werewolf," *But Mary was a human?" "Yes Taboo, but I found out Mary's daughter was taken from her when her father discovered her.

She fled his pack to go back to her mother after she killed him and a few of these women ran with her.

Mary hid them out here, so the supernatural authorities wouldn't find them.

All of them are wanted fugitives for various crimes," Jake tells me.

Now that surprised me.

"Who was Petra's father?" "Someone high up in the council, these women helped conspire with her, helped her kill her father so she could escape and they could escape their abusive partners." "And you killed Mary?" "Why don't they leave?" I ask. "And go where? They have no packs, no help, are wanted for their crimes, and the humans won't take them in."

"So you are just taking advantage of them?" I ask him, not meaning for that to slip out.

"I help them, they help me," he answers.

"No more questions," he tells me, reaching over to the back seat.

He grabs a bag tossing it in the box.

Whatever it was, it was frozen.

When we pulled up some of the women were out front, tending to their vegetable patches, laundry or playing with the kids.

Two women snatch up the kids and run off, while another woman warily waits for us to get out.

"Stay close, I would hate to have to kill someone," Jake warns me and I grab the box and open the door.

I say hello to a few who nod but say nothing as Jake leads me inside the huge warehouse.

Looking around it had no power, makeshift beds, curtained off sections created little rooms.

"Petra, love," Jake says as she makes her way over to us.

The woman warily comes over and I see the two women that snatched up the kids take them out the back of the warehouse. Petra reaches for the box when Jake grips her hand.

"Ah, ah, ah.

You know what comes first." "Last time you were short on supplies, and you said I could see my mother, that you would bring her here. Who is she?" she growled at him and nodded to me.

She then shrieks when his grip tightens.

"Jake!" I hiss, and he tosses her away when another woman gets to her feet.

"Stand down, Noleen," Jake warns the woman.

Petra clutches her wrist and stares up at him.

"You promised to let me see her, that you would bring her here," Petra tells him.

"I did bring her silly," Jake says, and Petra's eyes light up while I look at Jake.

Petra gets to her feet and moves toward the door.

The excitement on her face was evident.

She had the same look I had when I laid eyes on Alisha.

Jake whistles to her and grabs the bag out of the box.

He tosses the frozen food to Petra.