Filed to story: Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son
“Ew! Dad won’t rub your feet,” Valarian says. Macey snickers.
“Your father has too. He lost a bet,” Macey tells him.
“What sort of bet?” Valerian asks, FM[}8%k{ Zoe answers.
“Oh, you will see soon,” Zoe says, messing his hair.
“Are you excited about going baby shopping?” she asks him.
“Yep! I want to find the babies’ dinosaur plushies!”
“And other plushies remember. And we are mainly going to find cots,” I tell him.
“What girl..” Macey starts to say. “Shh!” I hiss at her, not wanting Valarian to have a meltdown in the car.
“Huh?” Valarian asks.
“Nothing. I was saying dinosaurs’ plushies sound great. Taylor used to love dinosaurs,”
“She still does, but only T-Rex’s. She likes their little arms,” Valarian says.
When we reached the store, I couldn’t believe how petrified I was of entering, knowing my son would find out the genders today. Alphas fear nothing, yet here I was scared to tell my own child I wrestled in a girl way because my pecker decided it was throwing girls’ this time around.
Valarian wanders around the store finding stuff with Zoe and looking at cot blankets, while I found the cots Everly showed me on the store’s website. They were white, and I checked to see if they had them in stock and they did, and for half price too. Once I had them set aside, I wandered around the aisles looking at baby clothes and blankets and picked up some pink stuff when Zoe and Valarian came over with some dinosaur plushies.
“Can I pick a mobile?” Valarian asks before his eyes go to the pink onesie in my hands. Macey wandered around the store with a trolley that had a blue blanket over it.
“One is a girl?” Valarian asked, and I chewed my lip, about to put it back, when Zoe leaned down beside him.
“Girls aren’t so bad. You like Taylor and Casey,” Zoe tells him, and Valarian nods, looking at me.
“I found the bottle sterilizer she was looking at, and the breast pump. Oh, and I found the breastfeeding pillow,” Macey says, showing us.
“I got blue plushies,” Valerian says happily.
“Aw, that’s great. They will love them,”
“Yeah, but now I need to find a pink one,” Valarian says.
“Why? Girls like blue,” Macey says, batting her lashes at him. She points to her eyes.
“See blue eye shadow,” she says.
“Hmm, I guess you’re right,” Valarian says. We buy a few more things, and the rest we would order. He seemed to be taking the news of one girl alright, but I knew we had to tell him there wouldn’t be a brother. He picked out some colorful mobiles for their cribs, and the girls wanted to see Everly, so we headed home afterward. The store was delivering the cribs tomorrow and the rest of the furniture. However, getting home, Valarian was questioning names. We had picked no names yet, though I had a couple in mind, and so did
Everly. Yet deciding names, I found hard because the kid had to live with whatever we chose. The stress it was causing me was shocking
We showed Everly the few things we had with us, and Macey and Everly started pulling out the sterilizer and bottles, wanting to try them out. Valarian watched with eager eyes, drinking it all in. He talked of wanting to help with bottles, and Everly explained she was going to try breastfeeding, but he could help when she expressed milk which launched us into a conversation about how she had milk. And I think the boy will need counseling after that conversation. He seemed to think she was going to grow teats like a COW
“So are you going to pick the girl’s name and dad pick the boy’s names?” he asks while testing the bottle brush viciously. Everly looks at me. “You didn’t tell him?” she mouths. I smile at her awkwardly and hold my hands out apologetically.
“Well, you know how your father has to rub Aunty Macey’s feet because she won the bet?” Valarian shudders, then laughs.
“That is so gross,”
“Hey! My feet aren’t gross,” Macey tells him.
I shudder at the thought. “Yep. Dad wouldn’t tell me what the bet was, though,” Valarian pouts.
“Well, Aunty Macey bet that the babies would be three girls,” Everly tells him, and his brows furrow. He looks at me, and I swear I felt the blood drain from my face.
“You said you would wrestle in boy way!” he growls, stunning me. Astonished by the sound, I stare at Everly, who seems startled by it.
“Now they won’t like my plushies!” he sobs, placing the bottle down and burying his face in his arms as he leans on the counter. Everly brushes her fingers through his hair and glares at me.
“Now we have to take them back, all because you wrestled in mum’s butt!” Valarian cries, and Macey snorts and chokes at his words while Everly gaped at him and Zoe snickered.
“It’s not funny! I told dad to wrestle in a boy way. And he got it wrong,” Valarian pouts. He snatches the plushies off the counter, putting them back in the bag.
“Valarian, there is no way to wrestle in a boy or girl way,” Everly tells him.
“Yeah! Casey said she came out her mum’s butt, but I came out your hoo-ha. And dad promised!”
“Vagina,” Everly corrects and laughs, and Zoe’s face heats.
“Babies don’t come out of the butt,”
“But Casey said,”
“Casey came out of my vagina Valarian. Not my butt,”
“And Taylor came out of my belly. They cut me open, but she is still a girl,” Macey tells him, and he seems confused.
“Girls aren’t so bad,” Zoe tells him.
“I know, but now I will have to fight all the boys to protect them,” he says, glaring at the plushies in his hands.
“Huh?” Everly says.
“As I do for Taylor and Casey. The boys pick on them. I had to punch Blake in the nose the other day. He tugged on Casey’s hair and made her cry and called Taylor a rogue whore,” he says.
“So that is why you got detention at school the other day?” I asked him.
“He called Taylor that?” Macey asked, and Valarian nodded his head.
“Did you tell the teacher?” Zoe asked, yet Macey’s eyes watered, knowing the title bestowed on her was now on her daughter. I despised that name. It sickened me, and to know children of my own pack were referring to other children by it angered me.
“No. I punched him on his big nose,”
“You shouldn’t have hit him, but told me. I will speak with Blake’s father. Violence isn’t the answer,” I tell him.
“I don’t want them to call my sister’s names,” he says.
“They won’t. Besides, they will be tough like your momma. And they will have you to protect them,” Zoe tells him. Valarian nods.
“So, do I still have to apologize to Blake?” Valarian asks. In my eyes, no, but the principal asked for an apology when he returned from his two-day suspension.
“You still need to apologize for hitting him, but I will be making sure Blake also has to apologize,”
I tell him looking at Macey. She folds her arms across her chest and nods once, clearly not happy that her daughter is being picked on.
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