Filed to story: Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son
“I’ll handle it,” I tell her, and she nods. Yet the look on her face was like she wanted to go deliver the boy the spanking his mother never gave him.
The girls stayed for coffee and cake that Zoe made me stop for at the bakery on the way home, and I drove them back to the hotel so they could get the girls from the school in an hour. Around three thirty, Everly’s phone rang as she reached for it on the coffee table where Valarian was drawing.
“It’s Aunty Macey,” Valarian says, passing the phone to her. She quickly answers it when I felt the mind link open up.
Marcus’s voice frantically echoed in my head.
“Have you seen Ava and Zoe?” he asks.
“Not since I dropped Zoe back at the hotel. What’s up?”
“Ava and Zoe went to pick up a few things from the hardware and were supposed to pick Casey and Taylor up. Yet the school rang me, and I am on my way there now to get them.”
“Where’s Macey?”
“With Tatum. He had a physio this afternoon. She is meeting me at the school,” Marcus says.
“Have you tried mind-linking her?”
“Of course! But the bond is blocked. I can’t feel her, Valen!” he says frantically, and I could hear the fear in his voice.
“What? Where are you?” I asked, confused. Everly stands up and is talking frantically, and she moves to the house phone. “Yeah, I am trying her mobile now,” I hear her say as she dials a number into the house phone.
“Driving to get Casey, I… I feel off, and I can’t feel her. Why is she blocking me out?”
“Hang on, Everly is ringing someone,”
“I’m trying Ava’s phone,” she says. I listen to it ring out.
“I’ll try my father,” I hear her say as she starts dialing more numbers with shaking hands. I numbers with shaking hands. I make my way over to her when Marcus suddenly screams through the mind link before it cuts off. My heart raced at the agony in his voice, and I instantly tried to reopen it, but I got nothing but howling through the link and knew he had shifted.
Zoe POV
“Did you grab the paint thinners?” I asked Ava as we lined up at the hardware storeShe rummaged through her basket, holding up the tin, and I nodded.
We were revamping some of the outdoor furniture and had stopped on our way to do the school run to grab a few things before picking up the kids.
“You think it will get it off?
” Ava asked, reading the instructions on the back of the tin.
“Yeah, it‘ll work.Just don‘t get it on your skin, it burns like a bitch,” I tell her while we go through the self serve.
I take the tins from her and quickly scan them.
We pay for our items before walking back out to my little car.We were loading everything into the trunk when I heard the screech of tires on the road.We both look over our shoulders to see a red van speed past at alarming speeds.
Both of us watched the commotion on the main street before the car left our sight.
“Geez! Bloody twit.It‘s a school time,” Ava says, shaking her head.
I sighed, quickly closing the trunk before climbing into the driver‘s side.I had just started the car and Ava was climbing into the passenger seat when my phone rang.
It was Marcus checking if I was still right to grab the kids, I told him we were on our way to the school before quickly hanging up, and he promised to meet me at home.
We clip our seatbelts in and pull onto the road.We were driving past the reserve toward Valen‘s pack where the school is when the roar of an engine was heard coming up fast behind us.
Ava looks behind us and groans.
“It‘s the dickhead from the hardware store,” she says, turning back to the front.
Must be the day for idiot drivers.
Going around the slight bend, I am jolted forward in my seat.
My head hits the steering wheel and I vaguely remember hearing Ava scream and the sound of creaking metal when everything went black.
My head pounded when my vision returned, and pain slithered up my spine.
The smell of oil and rubber reached my nose as I dazedly blinked to find I was upside down, my eyes blurred throbbed to the same beat as my head, smoke and dust filling the inside of the car from the smashed windows.
The scent of blood wafted to my nose and my hands hung above my head as I realized we had crashed.I tried to remember what happened, but I groaned, dazed and pained.
Looking over at Ava, she also groaned before tugging at her belt.I tried to warn her and reached for her, but it was too late as she undid her seatbelt and crashed onto the roof of my upturned vehicle.I tried to put my hand on the roof to support my weight when shooting pain washed through my hand.I shrieked, looking at it to find my thumb dislocated when Ava unclips my seat belt and I land on my busted hand.
“Zoe, what happened?” Ava murmurs, clutching her head and my surroundings spun as I rolled onto my back.
I glance out the window to find we were in the reserve.How long had we been out for?
“The truck,” I groaned, rolling back only to see feet racing toward us through the broken window.
A gasp escapes me and my eyes widen when I see a man reach in through the broken window and grip Ava‘s hair, just before she turned to see what I was looking at.He started yanking her through the smashed, mangled window.
Ava screams and thrashes and I grip her legs, trying to hold her when she is yanked from my grip.
Her screams rang out loudly when a man I had never seen before punched her and knocked her out.Her body goes limp and I crawl out the window of my wrecked vehicle and try to stop him, only to forget about the other two set of feet I saw.
Arms wrap around my torso as I scream for them to let her go.
Her body was floppy over the man‘s shoulder.
Twisting, I try to turn in the man‘s grip, trying to get loose before I sank my teeth into his bicep.
He growls and lets go, allowing me to escape his clutches.
The man with Ava walks up the steep incline, and I chased after the man who grabbed her.
Before I could reach her, I was tackled, and the air expelled from my lungs with an oompfh.
I wheeze, trying to catch my breath when I feel the mind link open up.
“What do you want to do with this one?” A deep baritone voice calls out above me as I thrash trying to get out from under him, his knee pressed in the center of my back
“Bring her.Boss may let us keep her,” I heard another voice call out and the man above rolled me over, his hand wrapped around my throat, and he smiled cruelly.
His dark hair falling in eyes when I heard Marcus‘s voice flit through the mind–link.
“Babe?” Marcus screams through the link.
“Marcus!” I shrieked.
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