Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Chapter 11 

Axton POV 

A few hours earlier 

Derrick got me good, yet it didn‘t save him from Khan. He knew it was all over the moment I shifted. Khan was a savage and feared by most Alpha‘s in the city, and now Derrick knew why. I put up with his shit long enough, but to do that to his own daughter, my mate, he had to know it was coming. 

“Will you sit still?” Eli hissed at me as he tried to stitch my arm. We were currently at the Council. I had been placed out the back after the fight broke out in chambers with Alpha Derrick. I got escorted out back while he got escorted to the hospital. Luckily for him, Elena was not in the same hospital because | would have finished what I started; I would have let Khan end him and take his pack, and banished his mate from the city. 

“It‘s just a scratch,” I tell him looking at my arm, the tissue protruding out like it was opened with a can opener. 

“It is too deep to heal on its own, fucking stay still,” I roll my eyes at him, I have had worse and I was anxious to get back to check on my mate. I was hoping to take her back to the packhouse tonight. 

Hearing the door open. Elder Stiles, former Alpha of the Crident 

Pack before his son took over from him, stepped inside. His black robe, which I found rather outdated, no way would they catch me wearing those old robes. I don‘t give a fuck about their boring traditions. That dusty old robe looked older than him, and that was saying something. 

He looked as if he already had one foot in the grave, and his skin reminded me of moth–eaten silk. His complexion would make Casper the ghost jealous, with its transparency, every vein prominent beneath his skin, to go with the white hair barely hanging onto his scalp. Werewolves age way slower once hitting adulthood. When we moved to the city, Eli told me Stiles was 183 years old, and he fucking looked it. 

“Alpha Axton,” Elder Stile says, stepping into the room with hands clasped in front of him. 

“Elder,” I nod respectively. He sucks in a deep breath letting it out slowly. 

“Neutral territory, son,” he says slowly, letting those words sink in. 

“He swung first,” I had all intentions of getting the bastard as he left. 

“I know, but we have rules for a reason. Neutral ground is a safe place for packs to discuss: Alpha Derrick was being removed from the Council, not just for Elena‘s involvement with you but 

bestowed on her, and now you must be

can‘t remove my title or sanctioned land,” I

run by us for decades, by the Council, and I appreciate your desire to ...as you youngins say ‘to get with the times. My son has been saying the

Council, you still hold your rights and title within the city and will still be placed as the title goes as head of Council, but a punishment must be

the verdict?”

appoint someone on your behalf to fill

for the next 21 days, I knew was a big ask of him. However, I can still

head. “We‘ll handle all the legal processes upon your return. All council meetings have been suspended until then,

vampire issue, is that meeting not going ahead still?”

would only be a matter of emergency, and rules will be overturned in that case,” I nod my head at his words, “and you have fourteen days to pay for

morning,” Eli tells him.

says before leaving,

a worse punishment,” Eli raises an eyebrow at

the man that controls the city? I expected less honestly, especially after what Khan did in there,” Eli

be a pretty easy punishment in my eyes.

finally leave; Khan was still a little butt hurt about being suppressed by the sedative darts I had to pry from my damn ass. However, he was excited to

a flurry of disarray as they raced around the hospital, making me wonder what was going on. I cursed the sedatives because they stunned the mind link temporarily and I looked

around nervously before his shoulders drop. “Alpha, we have come across an issue,” Eli

the link or fucking call

would find her. She couldn‘t have gotten far,” he retorted.

ask them, my heart racing knowing

left. I saw her friend leave, but she was in

longer in the room,” he cringes and staggers

look at Eli, turning toward the stairs

discussion in the center of the ward, looking as if they are about to go through a shift change. One of our pack doctors stood in the center, and the moment he saw me, he dropped his head.