Chapter 114 – Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son

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“No, you didn‘t deserve a second chance.” she looks at me and nods, her lip quivering. “Hating you doesn‘t hurt you, only me. I haven‘t got time to hate mum. I haven‘t got time to harbor the sort of energy that would take. You think you destroyed me, you did, and I‘m not sure I will ever fully forgive that, but some good came of it,” I tell her. “Valarie?”

She asks, and I nod. Valarie was a massive part of it. Her influence in my life was greater than any passage of time I had endured, but that wasn‘t all. Mum knew Valarie had taken her place in my life, and I wasn‘t afraid of hurting her feelings by her knowing that. “Yes, but also through everything, I found myself.

I grew up too soon, but finding my place came with finding my purpose. A purpose that was more than just being the Alpha‘s daughter. I found my identity, who I am, the person I was born to be, and that wasn’t in the shadows of another. With that comes acceptance, mother.

I am not some little girl anymore; I am not frightened of the world because I saw it at its worst, lived and endured it, and it didn‘t break me. It raged an inferno inside me to prove everyone wrong. It showed me I was more than an Alpha.” Mum chews her lip. They think I hate them; I don‘t. I hate things they have done, hate the feelings they invoked, but not them. “

I Don‘t know if I would feel the same if our roles were reversed,” she admits. “I used to put you and dad on a pedestal, higher than life. I lived up to that. Then it fell apart. I went from future Alpha to rogue, but there was one title that meant more than that, and it was the title of being Valarian‘s mother.” I tell her and she smiles sadly and nods.

“And I was yours, I always regretted not fighting harder for you, I should have as your mother, we wouldn’t be here like this now, wouldn’t feel awkward,” so I wasn’t the only one that felt odd, my family had become strangers to me over the years, but still I loved them.

“I gained so much more because of it though, and you’re here now. So for that, I don’t hate you because I found I was more than that title; more than your daughter. I just needed to climb my own pedestal and hold myself higher, and doing that made me see everything clearer than when I was the Alpha‘s daughter.

Now I am a mother, friend, Luna, an Alpha, and I am me.

So you don‘t get to claim that you solely destroyed me because I wasn’t bom yet. Only I can destroy what I built. Only I can destroy my value because it isn’t up to you to give it to me. Yes at first you destroyed me, then I rebuilt myself but in my image and not that of others, “I tell her, reaching over to grip her hand. I squeezed it.

2 “So don‘t reminisce about a past that no longer exists. That was just the foundation of a better future,” I tell her, and my hands go to my belly, my kids‘ future, mine and Valens’ future. “So come on, let‘s shop before I need to pee again; I know that is definitely in my near future, “I laugh, and so does she. We climb out of the car and head inside.

We picked out a few things but not knowing the genders, only left options that were neutral However, going to the next store, I noticed my mother was becoming fatigued and irritable, not at me but at herself as she tried to keep up.

I was looking at cot sheets and mobiles when she made a strange noise down the aisle, glancing over my shoulder at her. She clutched a rack, and her body trembled, the stand shaking under her grip.

“Mum?” I wandered back over to her. I touched her arm, and her head whipped up, canines protruding, and bloodshot eyes stared back at me as she snarled.

I stagger a step back, and she steps toward me before shaking her head. 2 “What did you ask?” she said, looking at me expectantly like I had asked something of her.

“Oh, this is cute,” she gushed, making me wonder if I had imagined it. She held up a onesie, holding it against my belly. “I‘m kind of tired. I was thinking of heading home soon,” I told her. Yet seeing it frightened me. “What? We just got here. Didn‘t you want to go to baby bunting?” She asked me and my eyebrows almost rose into my hairline.

We just left there! “We went there first,” I told her, and she seemed confused. “We brought the bassinets?” I tell her and her brows furrowed in confusion

“I must be tired,” she murmured so softly I almost missed it. I needed to speak to dad and Valen.

It was like a switch had flicked within her, and so suddenly. “Come on, we will get you home,” I tell her, leaving my basket. I text dad to come get her, not wanting her driving. He met us in the car park, and despite me telling her he was coming to get her, she seemed surprised to see him.

Dad placed her in the car and handed me mum‘s keys so I could get back to my car. “Is she always like that?” I asked worriedly. Dad sighs, “Yes, when she is due for another dose,” he says, looking in the window at her. “It shouldn‘t be coming on so quickly,” he said, his eyes darkening to black. “Nixon hasn‘t stopped treatment?” I asked.

“No, he wouldn‘t risk it, but the vaccine is not lasting as long now, wearing off faster like she is becoming immune to it,”

“I will speak to Valen and see what the scientists come up with. If needed, go to the media, and declare the vaccine not working. Maybe we double the dosage?” I asked.

“Nixon would kill me,” Dad says.

“Not with everyone watching. He won‘t. He will have no choice but to agree or admit his vaccine doesn‘t work and let other pack scientists in to help. If he does that, he will lose his sponsors from the other cities. Big pharma won‘t back him if he can‘t prove it doesn‘t work,” I tell him, and dad nods.

“It will buy us time to find a cure,” I tell him. Dad nods before turning to me, “Have you sold that land yet? Nixon said the other day he was going to file against the pack soon if it isn‘t paid,” he says guiltily.

I shook my head, and Valen said he would sell some of into Valerian‘s trust, though I would have to put it back. Valen could pay it, but a lot of his money was also the pack’s money, not just his to blow how he liked. Our pack was questioning his authority with all the media attention, as it was. We didn’t need tension to rise more.

t could make everything fall apart if he did. “I’ll speak with Valen and try to call a pack meeting. We need to get this taken care of before it becomes too late,” I tell him, and he nods, giving me a quick hug before climbing in the car to take care of my mother.

Another four weeks later.

Everly POV

Mum was getting blood tests, and the vaccine needed to be administered every few days now. I have just hit the 2nd trimester, and the Hotel was only a few weeks from finished. Valen sold most of his shares to pay half the debt owed to Nixon. Still, Nixon pressed for more, and we had enough.

Valen’s scientists had managed to replicate the vaccine a week ago, and now they were working on finding a cure. Yet as we suspected, my mother was becoming immune to the vaccine, and with it came early-onset dementia. She was losing her grip on reality. Dad was beside himself, and Ava was devastated.

Macey and Zoe were doing everything at the moment, from the school run to managing the renovations, now that the structure was fully fixed. Kalen ran the Homeless shelter while Dad worked for my pack and Valen his.

Life was hectic, and Ava and I were tasked with watching over mum, which meant taking her to these appointments. We also carried tranquilizers everywhere we went with her, just in case. But she could seemingly pull herself out of it before anything wrong happened.

Valen hated that I offered to help watch over her, said I was putting myself at risk, and he was right, but she was my mother. The woman taught me to walk, speak, and use a d**n spoon, and I knew if our roles were reversed and it was his father, he would be by his side too.

Mum thanks the nurse that took her blood before the doctor administered the next dose, stabbing it into her arm, and she shivers. Her hair was beginning to grey, and she was aging quickly. All this because of Nixon. We had filed against Nixon to have his pack dismantled. My father went to the media two nights ago and outed everything, including the debt and how Nixon was the one who injected my mother.

We were waiting for the repercussions, everyone on edge since Dad went lives across the city. Nixon was officially under investigation, and the werewolf council was now involved.

Unfortunately, that meant my father was also under investigation C;){x6:. forced to remain in his pack territory, the same as Nixon. It was also another reason why I had to help Ava with mum.

Dad couldn’t leave pack borders, and until I married Valen, he had to stay on the opposite side of town, and the vaccine, now that Nixon wouldn’t administer it, could only be given on Valen’s territory. The investigation was a slow process that would buy us time, maybe not much with tensions on the rise.

Riots had started in the streets already, the city wanting answers. Nixon’s pack had gone quiet. They don’t leave their borders, and only trucks with supplies have entered since he found himself in hot water.

Mum was in a cheery mood as we left, almost childlike and giddy as she climbed in the car. Ava sat next to her. She was deteriorating fast, and the scientists that are working on the cure were working around the clock. More rogues had gone missing, more turning up along the borders as forsaken, which only amped up Nixon’s claims that they were deliberately turning forsaken to overrun the city.

Speculation and theories hung over the entire city like a dark cloud, over whose claims to believe. Clipping my seatbelt, my phone started ringing, and I quickly answered it, seeing Zoe’s name pop up on the screen.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked.

“I need you to pick up the kids for me. We have sprung a leak. And the fire alarms, for some reason, turned on and have yet to turn off. Macey is also locked in the basement because it tripped the locks, and I am currently standing in water to my knees,” she sighs.

Great, this is all we needed. This new tech system was becoming a pain in the a*s. So many sensors and I was second-guessing the whole thing

“Is Macey alright? Is it flooding down there?”

“Yeah, she is fine. Currently eating all the chocolate and drinking all the wine. At least we know the basement is waterproof,” Zoe laughs. I chuckle. Bad news, but we would live.

“The damage?”

“Costly,” she answers, and I groan.

“Okay, I will grab the kids.” I glance at my phone screen to see I had to get them now and curse.

“I may need to drop mum home first. I only have five seats in this car, and I have mum and Ava with me,” I tell her, which means I would be late when I see Tatum outside walking directly toward us. S**t! He must have followed us out. He was on security at the clinic, and he had tried to stop me on the way in but got called away.

“Never mind, I have a solution,” I tell her hanging up, just as Tatum taps on my window. I push the door open and climb out.

“I thought I missed you,” he says, tugging on the tie around his neck to loosen it.

“Nope, still here. And I kinda need to ask you a favor,” I tell him.

“Great! Then maybe you could do me a favor?” he asks in return. I knew what he wanted, and we had all been at Macey for weeks about it, but she refused to listen. The woman was stubborn, but this was the first time I had spoken to Tatum. Usually, all messages came through Valen, to me, to Macey. It was driving me insane!

“You first,” I tell him.

“Macey has not answered a single call from me. She refuses to speak to me, and I can’t even mind-link with her since she isn’t a pack member.”

“Well, I have a solution to your problem, too, since you are about to solve mine,” I chuckle.

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