Filed to story: Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son
“I gave her your spare house keys,” I nod.
Ava had said she wanted to stay with us the night. Dad too, was staying at our place, not wanting to go home without mum. We waited. Neither of us knew what to do, so I left it to Valen and the Slasher Pack Alpha.
They seemed to be in their element dealing with all the aftermath, and I didn’t know the first thing about dealing with the werewolf council or what we do from here.
When they are finished talking, and everyone eventually leaves, Valen comes over with Marcus. He rubs his hands up my arms. His touch was warm, making me realize how cold my skin was.
“You should be in the car. It is too cold out here,” he murmurs.
“Where did our fathers go?”
“Your father is staying with mine.Yours was apparently pretty drunk by the time dad finished talking to him,”
“I could go for a bloody drink myself,” Marcus says, sounding exhausted as he nudged Valen.
Zoe shoots him a look, knowing I don’t like Valen drinking, and he had been drinking recently over the last few weeks, and I didn’t want him to fall back into old habits.
“Come on, I should get you home,” Valen says, pulling me closer to use himself as a shield to protect me from the wind.
He moves to the back of Zoe’s little car, where Valarian had fallen asleep with the girls.
“Am I taking Taylor, or are you?” I asked Zoe.
“Marcus and I will take her,” Zoe answers, and I nod, grabbing Valarian’s blanket after Valen grabs him. I kissed both the girls who were sleeping soundly before following Valen to our car.
He puts Valarian in the back, and I place his blanket over him while clipping him in. We drove home in devastating silence.
I was glad it was dark because I knew the roads were still painted in blood, a storm was brewing above, and I was hoping most of it was washed away by morning, Yet, we still had plenty of clean-up to do, plenty of people still missing because it was dark before we found the vast majority of bodies, Valen parked out in front of the hotel instead of underground. I stared at the front by the hedges where my mother’s body was before Valen gripped my hand, pulling my gaze away.
Those were the most harrowing hours of my life, sitting on the rooftop watching, trying to keep the kids distracted from witnessing the horror scene below us.
Trying not to scare them, and when it was all said and done, Valen’s desperation to check on us sent him to the roof.
Not ideal, considering there wasn’t a speck of skin that wasn’t covered in blood. Luckily the kids were half asleep, so hopefully, they don’t remember seeing him, though I knew Valarian did.
He didn’t stop trembling until after Valen stepped out of the shower clean, and he realized it wasn’t his father’s blood, though he had remained silent ever since.
It was impossible to convince the kids to keep their eyes closed while we left the roof, but Marcus brought blankets up to check over their heads while we carried them to the first accessible floor so they wouldn’t see the forsaken my mother killed in the stairwell.
Getting home, I unlocked the door, and Valen immediately went to put Valarian in bed, though the sound of crying I could hear up the hall made me move to the guest bedroom I nudge the door open to find Ava in bed, huddled under the blankets; her body shook as she sobbed.
Quietly, I move toward the bed before climbing in behind her and wrapping my arms around her, hugging her as close as my belly would allow. I held her, and she cried, the sound breaking me into a million fractured pieces with sharp edges that pierced my sou
“She’s gone,” Ava whispered. I nodded my head against her back and sniffled. “I know,” I whispered, not knowing what else to say. I couldn’t take her pain; it was mine, too, though I wished I could stop her from feeling it.
She cried herself to sleep, and I held her until then. Slipping out of bed, I moved toward my room. Pushing the door open, I find Valarian in our bed, Valen wrapped around him. I slip my pajamas on, and
Valen lifts his head. “He came in about 20 minutes ago,” he whispers.
I nodded my head before quickly slipping into bed on Valerian’s other side. Valen drapes his arm across both of us, his hand rubbing the side of my belly. III was worried vou would try fighting
We had an entire week of funerals and memorials. Everything felt wrong, though, the city was quiet as we tried to settle back into life. Tatum was in an induced coma. They saved his leg, but infection spread everywhere, and Macey had been sick with worry, barely leaving his bedside. Zoe and I had been alternating with taking Taylor. Ava busied herself with work, and so did I.
Anything to take my mind off how quickly everything spiraled out of control. Coming home from work, I had been holed up in my office, which was finally finished, going over documents from both packs.
The accounting from the hotel and scraping money left-right, the center to paying bills. Then I spent all afternoon helping Ava move her stuff back home from the apartment out the back of the hotel, which Macey would now take over.
Walking inside, Valen looked over the back of the couch, and the beer in his hand didn’t escape my eyes as he quickly placed it down to turn to look at me.
“I put your dinner in the microwave, and Valarian asked for you at bedtime,” Valen says and I nod while dumping my handbag on the hallstand.
“Why didn’t you answer your phone? I have been calling all afternoon. And you shoved me out of the mind link,” he said, his tone clipped at the end.
“I was with my father and Ava. I helped her move back in with dad,” I answered while moving to the kitchen; I heated up my dinner. I was exhausted, and even eating seemed like a major task.
Valen strolls into the kitchen, and I eye the bottle in his hand.
He quickly tips it up and drains it, tossing it in the recycling. He catches me watching him when he turns around and arches an eyebrow.
“What?” he demands.
“You know how I feel about you drinking. And I definitely don’t want you drinking around Valarian,” I tell him, and he scoffs.
“Right. Because I’m an alcoholic?” he clicks his tongue and shakes his head, and I lean back on the counter and fold my arms across my chest. .
“Don’t put words in my mouth Valen; I never said that. I just said I don’t like you drinking.But hey, if you say you are, you must be,” I sighed. I so did not want to argue tonight.
He growls but moves closer, his going to my bump as he caresses it.
“I only had one. And Valarian is asleep. And I am not an alcoholic.Geez, Everly, I don’t obliterate myself,” he says before leaning closer. He dips his face closer, his lips brushing mine softly before biting my bottom lip playfully. I roll my eyes, pushing on his shoulders, and he chuckles, stepping back and opening the microwave when it dings.
He grabs the plate out, sitting on the kitchen bench.
“Did you sort out the finances for the hotel and find out how much is owing to the contractors?” he asked, and I nodded.
“And you paid it?” he asked, and I growled before walking over to my handbag and grabbing his card out. I hand it to him, but he pushes my hand away.
“Keep it,” he says, and I shake my head but place it back while he fetches me a fork.
“The real estate agent rang today, She said Alpha Daxon from Slasher pack wants to repurchase the land from behind his pack,” I tell him, and he nods.
“Yes, he wants to build some training grounds. He mentioned even wanting to train with our pack for a bit.”
“Sounds like a plan. Also, I got at weird message from Carter today,” I admit.
Valen points to the table, and I sit down while he brings my plate over, setting it in front of me.
“How did he get your number?” Valen asks, and I shrug. It wouldn’t be hard, probably from his father’s files.
“What did he want?”
“Asked if we had settled the debt.Carter said he found the paperwork and banks statements”
“What did you say?”
“I told him the truth, then offered him the titles for the back of his pack.But he said no,” I shrug.
“Yeah, his father wiped every cent from the pack’s accounts, I say the pack will be dismantled if he doesn’t do something soon.”
“So, what should I do?” I asked.
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