Page 101 of Luna On The Run: I Stole Alpha's Sons

Sixty-Six

Axton

I watch her leave, driving away from me, but I let her go this time. I just hope I’ve made the right decision. Praying she comes back to us and keeps her word.

“You did the right thing,” Khan tells me, and I sigh.

Somehow I doubt that, some part of me believing her past behavior will also be her future behavior. I will forever chase her, and she will always be running from me.

“Maybe we walk then, be less work,” Khan offers at my thoughts. Silly wolf, yet I still chuckle at his idiocy.

Walking back inside, I mind link the border patrol to let her pass.

Only for Eli to open up the mind link. “So, do I follow her, like at a distance?”

It is honestly tempting. I want her back, and my sons.

“No, return home once she passes the patrols. Come pick me up. We have a meeting in two hours.”

“You don’t want me to follow her?” he asks, sounding shocked. Before I can answer he speaks again.

“Khan, is this you?” he asks, uncertain.

“No,” he answers, and I facepalm. Idiot, now he will think it is him.

“Give him back control, Khan! I need my orders.”

“It’s not Khan. Well, that was. Leave her be. Come pick me up. I’ll see you soon.”

“Fine, Khan, but if you fuck me over and Axton skins me, I’ll bite off and cook your tail.”

I shake my head.

“Why my tail?”

“Probably be the only bite I’ll get before I have to tuck tail and run myself,” Eli answers him.

“Yeah, you would wanna run fast. I like my tail. It’s extra bushy,” Khan tells him proudly, in an extra jovial mood.

“Okay, both of you fools, stop. Khan, stop answering him. And Eli, Khan sounds different from me, idiot.”

“Not in the mind link. You both sound the same to me. Only he is louder, now I come to think of it.”

I blink at what he’s said. And this is my Beta?

Walking inside, I block both of them out and head to my room to get dressed for the meeting. Stepping inside, her scent lingers on everything, and I inhale deeply. The bond thrums on my side, and I can feel her excitement at going home and her anxiousness.

Stepping into the bathroom, I am about to shower when I stop, knowing I would be washing her scent off my skin.

Khan shoves forward. “Oh, don’t you dare become one of those creeps. You will be showering.”

“I will, but not now,” I tell him. “But I’m not washing her pillow.”

I laugh, and he shakes his head as I move to the walk-in closet. I grab my suit, drop it on the bed, and unzip it. It takes me twenty minutes to get dressed as I try to remember where I’ve put my shoes. Finding them, a knock sounds on the door, and I yell out to Eli that it’s unlocked.

He enters just as I sit on the bed and put my shoes on. Eli is also dressed in a suit. Only his is navy, while mine is black. He runs his fingers through his gelled hair.

“So, it was really you?”

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