NovelBarAlpha On The Hunt Chapter 28
“Know what?” Noleen asks, coming up the steps and stop- ping behind me.
“That you and Michelle are on patrol after dinner at the front gate,” I chuckle, and she groans.
“Really? Can’t I go with Lacy? Michelle never shuts up! The girl could talk the leg off an iron pot!” Noleen whines and I chuckle,
getting up to help with dinner.
Everyone set out on patrol after dinner while I help my mother and a few of the women clean up. Throughout dinner, I am
distracted by what Sondra told me and the bond tugging frantically, craving our Axton. Even Lexa seems to be in a de- pressed
mood.
My brief excitement at finally being home on my territory has dimmed quickly, but it also has me worried. Sondra is still hiding
something, and we still have the issue of who the Strigoi is or are. We aren’t even sure if it is one person or a lair of them. Taking
the rubbish to the bin, I toss the huge black bag in while my mother stacks the chairs back in the shed.
A few women stand around the bonfires. Their children are roasting marshmallows while they stand around and chat. Walking
back to my mother, I hear my phone start ringing and stop. Pulling it from my pocket, I glance at it. I see Axton’s name pop up on
the screen in a video call and I can’t help the stupid grin that splits onto my face.
My mother glances at me, and I hold up the phone. “Take it. I will finish cleaning up.” She waves me away, and I turn to head for
the house.
Answering it, I walk back inside, knowing he probably wants to see the boys. “Is everything alright out there?’ He
“Yep, the girls are running patrols, and the boys are asleep,” I tell him.
“Did you have a chance to speak to Sondra?” He asks, and I hold a finger to my lips. He nods once, and I head to my room, slip
inside, trying not to let the door creak and wake the boys and close the door.
I quickly wander over to the boys’ crib and turn the cam- era around so he can see them. Facing it back the other way, he is
smiling. “I already miss them, and you hogging my damn bed.” He laughs.
“You’ll see them Friday. I will make the appeal to the coun- cil once I get off the phone with you. If it goes through, maybe you
can come out here beforehand.” I tell him, sitting on the end of my bed, and he nods his head.
“Or maybe you come over tomorrow?” He asks, and I roll
my eyes.
“I just got home! Besides, I don’t want people getting the wrong idea, thinking we are suddenly together.”
“We are! You’re just too stubborn to admit it. Don’t make out that you don’t miss me. You forget I can feel you!” He says cockily.
“It’s the bond!”
“Sure it is?” He winks at me.
“You’re a fool, and tomorrow I will be busy. I have to try to dig up some dirt on my father. He already appealed to the
council to have the title changed. Marco dropped the paper- work off last night.” I tell him.
“Did he handle it, or do you want me to ring Marco?”
“No, he took care of it, but just means I now have no choice but to challenge him or find a way for him to stand down. I really
don’t want to have to make him submit.” I sigh. Lexa also worries, old fears tainting the idea and instilling fear.
“Do it from here, then. You’ll have access to the council files off my computer, and I can help.”
“I can ask Marco or you could to get his help?” Axton of-
fers.
“No, I’m pretty sure Sondra has already, so whatever was covered up, I think it was before everything went digital.”
“So you already checked the basements at the council?”
“No, that is why I want to come in, see if there are any old articles. Something about him at all. I checked the council data when I
was at your place.” I tell him..
“That’s what you were doing before you left?” he asks, and I chew my lip. That wasn’t what I was originally doing; I was looking
into how Axton killed his father, but found nothing.
“Yeah,” I murmur.
“Why do I feel like you’re lying to me?” he asks.
“I check your search history. You know that, right?”
“Might as well tell him, Elena.” Lexa sighs. Either way, he would find out.
“I was trying to find out about your father’s death at first,” I admit. Axton presses his lip in a line.
“I’m sorry,” I tell him feeling a little guilty, and he nods.
“Not like I haven’t looked into your files. It’s fine. So do I need to worry about being blackmailed again?” he laughs.
“Oh, I have plenty of blackmail material. I don’t need the council data for that.” I snicker.
“I knew some women kept little black books but didn’t think you were one and on your phone, of all places.” I laugh.
“That doesn’t bother you?” he questions.
“No, they predate me, and I noticed you haven’t slipped an entry into it since you met me,” I tell him.
“Yeah, I won’t lie. I did try, but Khan is a stubborn asshole. Even when you were gone, he made sure I stayed away from
women.” My chest pinches, but at least he admitted it and he thought I ran off with Jake, so I can’t really blame him for try- ing.
“I don’t think I would have gone through with it, anyway. Women repulse me now I’ve met you, so thanks for that. Though I take
care of my hands better now, the callouses were getting ridiculous.” he snickers.
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