Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 52


    Three weeks Later.


    Axton POV


    Khan had all but abandoned me, I hadn’t felt his presence in ages. It was almost as if I no longer had a


    wolf, and to make things worse. We had no leads on Elena. None whatsoever.


    “A package came for you,” Eli tells me, dropping a box on my desk. I pick up the package and turn the


    thin cardboard between my fingers. It kind of looked like a package you would put a photo in, but the


    whatever was inside, it had a lit tle too much weight.


    Giving it a shake, I could hear the contents jingling around like it was metal. Grabbing my mail file, I


    slice down the edge of the wooden cardboard envelope. The contents spilling onto the table just as we


    hear a truck beeping loudly outside my house.


    Recently, I had moved back to my father’s old ce. I couldn’t stand staying in the empty apartment.


    The ghost of Elena haunted me,ughed, and mocked me every time ! stepped foot in that ce. Eli


    wanders over to the window.


    A picture sliding out was the first thing I noticed as picked it up. It was in a protective film. The contents


    along with it were forgotten as I stared at the photo of my sons. I blink and try not to choke on emotion.


    In this photo, they both had their eyes open, one with the ghost of a smile on his lips, which was


    probably just wind. But nheless, he looked like he was smiling back at me. The other his lips were


    pursed as if he was thinking hard. Turning it over, I see writing on the back.


    0004 “Did you order something?” Eli asks me, and I shake my


    head.


    “Two trucks just pulled up. Security is helping them un load,” he says, still peering down at the driveway


    from the window. Yet I was staring at her neat handwriting on the back, tears brimming in my eyes.


    Khan forces forward, feeling my sudden emotions choke. His presence,ing back, nearly tips me


    over the edge as he presses forward with me to see.


    Bane and Kyan are happy and healthy.


    But to keep your mind upied, I sent you a gift.


    PS Tell Khan, I miss him, you not so much x


    I snort at thest part, shaking my head. She likes my alter ego wolf, which everyone is petrified of, yet


    despises me. Khan seems pretty chum about the message on the back urg ing me to turn the picture


    over, wanting to see them again. He beams inside me before sadness bleeds into me when he real


    izes it is just our sons and not her in the picture.


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    “I’ll find her,” | tell Khan and nods, slinking away back to the shadows of my mind, and I set the photo


    aside, reaching for my coffee. I nce at Eli, who is muttering under his breath. My brows furrow as I


    take a sip of the steaming hot brew. Turning my attention back to the contents. Coffee sprays out my


    lips and my nose, burning my nostrils as I see my license te and the badges from my car.


    Choking violently, Eli nces over me. “You sure you didn’ t refurnish the house…” His words die as he


    nces at the li cense te, I am holding between my hands.


    “No!” He gasps between augh and a sputter. I stare at the post-it note attached.


    Build-A-Car, or is the term Build-Your-Car?


    I drop the license te, rushing toward the window. And peering at my security, hauling everything off


    the truck. Rac ing downstairs, I miss some and nearly trip on the hall runner as I rip the front door open.


    Running along the footpath to the driveway. My men were half haphazardly unloading crap.


    “Wait, don’t fucking drop anything!” | yell at them as two of my men go to drop a box on something that


    looks oddly like my car door. Racing over to them, I start ripping off the bubble wrap before my knees


    go out from under me.


    “Oh, Elena, when I find you, I am turning that ass of yours red!” I scream angrily at the sky, while Khan


    howls withugh ter in my head. I stare down at my car door. Silence falls when they realize what they


    are hauling off the two trucks. Eli jogs down behind me and I peer up at him.


    “Is it?” he stops in his tracks. “My poor car,” my voice sounds like I have been kicked in the balls or that


    of a pre pubescent teen. I feel like crying as I watch them unload ev erything in my driveway, when


    finally just before thest truck is ready to leave. The driveres over to me with a box in his hands.


    He grabs the notepad off the top. “So are you Alpha Ax ton?” All I can do is nod my head. He thrusts


    the box at me and I open it to find it is all the nuts and bolts and some small er items, I blink at the box.


    The driver clears his throat wanting me to sign, however Eli takes it, signing it for him.


    “Can you tell me where you picked this up from?” Eli asks him. I blink, yes, he may know where she is!


    I look up hopeful,


    sniffing the air I can tell he is human, and he chuckles.


    “Yes, Mrs. S.” My brows furrow in confusion. Who the heck is Mrs. S?


    “And where was it you picked this up?” Eli continues ques tioning. The big, burly man takes a step


    back. “Nah, you got the wrong man if you want that information, I am just the driver. I am not getting


    mixed up in whatever this is,” he says, and I tilt my head, wondering what could scare this poor hu man


    more than a supernatural.


    “The address?”


    “Nope, she will cut my balls off without even blinking. No one fucks with Mrs. S. Not if you know what’s


    good for you,” the man warns, and I raise an eyebrow.


    “Vamp?” Eli asks, and the man shakes his head. The truck driver strokes his long beard “Nah, she is


    human, but I bet she would even make you piss in your boots, if you pissed her off,”


    Eli looks down at me. “And who is this Mrs, S?” he huffs as if this should bemon knowledge we


    should know.


    “If you don’t know, count yourself lucky, then. Lovelydy, but she made me piss my pants once, not


    even joking, pletely filled my work boots,” he says, snatching the notepad out of Eli’s hand.


    “You pissed your pants?” Eli asks, and he nods his head.


    “You would too if you were looking down the barrel of a shotgun,” he says before turning and racing


    back to his truck.


    I look at Eli, wondering what mess Elena has gotten her


    self into this time. “I’ll look into it,” Eli assures me while I/cradle the box of nuts and bolts. I look at the


    expanse of boxes and bubble-wrapped parts.


    “On the plus side, alpha, you found your car,” Nichs tells me, one of the pack warriors. I press my


    lips in a line, not trusting my voice. Khanughed in my head, finding this far too hrious.