NovelBarAlpha On The Hunt Chapter 5
“And why would you help, you hate me, remember, I’m a whore that ran off with your sons.”
“You’re not a whore, I say shit out of anger doesn’t mean I always mean what I say.”
“No but your actions say otherwise,” I remind him.
“You had no issues calling me a whore thinking I ran off with Jake!” I spit at him bitterly.
“Because you ran off with another man!”
“A man who was a vampire, one who used his compulsion on me and killed my best friend! Yet you act like I asked for that to
happen.”
“Don’t act like you didn’t do anything wrong, you chose to leave.” Axton argues. He still doesn’t get it.
“Wait, so I am a whore when you say it but my father says it you get offended on behalf?” I scoff, shaking my head.
“You’re still my mate and the mother of our children.” I shake my head, personality number twenty something slipping out, should
we call this one doubt, regret or is this one simply a facade to gain pity or to make me feel guilty for what Jake did? “And I don’t
hate you. You’re just stubborn and had me sanctioned to not leave the damn city for two weeks.”
“You threatened to take our sons, and kill my pack! What did you expect?”
“And when those two weeks are up Axton, then what?” he shrugs and doesn’t answer, instead changes the subject.
“Next meeting is on Friday, but can you bring the boys? Eli will watch them or I can organize Tieriny to watch them while the
meeting is on. I want to see my sons.” Axton tells me.
“You don’t want them for the weekend?” I ask him.
“Of course I do. But clearly you don’t plan on giving them to me because you didn’t bring them with you.”
“Yeah, because it is a meeting, I was bringing them to you this afternoon before you went on a warpath over the photos and
threatened my pack again!” I snap at him. Axton’s eyes flicker to Khan before he shoves him back and steps closer to me. His
lips tug up into a sneer and I take a step back from him, my ass hitting my car door as I fist my keys ready to stab him with them
if he tries anything.
“Don’t bullshit me, Elena, not when it comes to them. I know you’re just saying that so I’ll let you leave.” he growls and I roll my
eyes at him.
fight him in the courts which will be added stress. But not only that, I know he would demand and get fifty fifty custody. I would
rather give the boys to him every weekend than go a full week without them.
“I’ll see you at 5, Axton, do you have formula and diapers or should I bring everything?” I ask him.
“I have formula, but what is their diaper size? I will have to grab some.” he tells me, still looking quite hesitant to let me leave.
“I’ll see you soon,” I tell him, putting the car in reverse.
Lexa stirs, her mood instantly shifting as it sinks in fully that we would be without the boys for an entire weekend. However, as
we leave the city my phone starts ringing through the bluetooth speaker. Sondra’s name pops up on the screen. Moving my
finger over the button on the steering wheel I hit the answer button.
“I’m on my way back.” I tell her.
“Have you passed town yet?” she asks me.
“No, but about to reach the town limits, why, what do you need?”
“Can you stop by the pharmacist for me and pick up my scripts?” she asks me. Lexa whines in my head, knowing that means
she is in pain. Sondra refuses to tell anyone she is dying besides me and Marco. She doesn’t want the women to worry, but
holding this secret is growing heavier with each day. And each day I notice the subtle signs she is nearing her end, her lack of
appetite, her tiredness, weight loss, and the sometimes weird moods she gets in. Sondra is tough as nails, but sometimes when
we talk it is like she is saying goodbye as if she is worried it will be the last words to pass between us.
“I’ll grab them, do you need anything else?”
“Mmm, maybe one of those lemon meringue pies?” she says and I chuckle. Sondra asks for the same thing every time I go into
town and it seems to be the only thing she can stomach a couple of bites of besides drinking her tea.
“Okay see you soon.” I tell her, hanging up and driving past the turn off for the ranch. Crossing the town borders into the sleepy
little town, I drive to the pharmacist, passing Taylor’s general store that has its windows boarded up.
“I can’t believe she is dead.” Lexa mumbles, without her store here everyone is forced to go to the city or neighboring towns for
food supplies.
“Yeah, and now we must be extra vigilant.” I tell her..
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