Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Macey POV 

Istared at Carter's body for god knows how long before I came back to my senses.I glanced around the room, and it suddenly looked a lot different.

It was depressing before, but now it was as cold and dead as I felt inside.

My nose still hadn't stopped bleeding, and vertigo washed over me as I stood up.I stagger, moving toward the bag Carter had brought back with him.

Undoing the zip, I rummage through it, looking for the key before remembering it was around his neck, and I glanced at his body tucked in bed as if he was sleeping.

Hesitantly, I move toward him before pulling the blanket back.My hand shakes as I reach forward, grab the chain around his neck, and yank it.

The gold chain snaps, and I quickly shove the blanket back up to cover him.

Tears spill over, and I wipe my eyes, trying to clear them when my vision turns red.

I blink, trying to clear them and rub at them furiously, to see my hands come back bloody, making me gape at them.I knew it would be harmful to kill a mate, yet I didn't consider myself dying beside him.I didn't want to die here.I wanted to see my little girl one last time, to at least tell her I love her, to see her face one last time.

However, looking at my hands, I didn't want her to remember me this way if this was going to be my future, my very short future.I choke back a sob and undo the chain around my ankle.

When a crack of thunder makes the world seem like its ending as the cabin rattles and the floor shakes with its violent tremor.It was now pouring down with rain, and I knew I would be walking blindly out there, especially since I wasn't sure if I could shift.

Something felt like it was rotting me from the inside out.

As if my soul was rotting as quickly as my body.I felt sickly, and I knew this was the consequence of me killing my mate.Yet I had to try.I may not be able to go home and see Taylor, but I needed to get somewhere my body could be found.I didn't want her growing up, not knowing if I abandoned her or if I was dead.No, I would at least give her a body to bury.

Glancing at Carter, so much anger boiled within me.

"I hate you!" I screamed at him before collapsing to the ground.

I punched the ground, my fist slamming into the shitty wood as I screamed my anguish, frustration pain.My knuckles bleed as they split, and I clutch my hair, ripping at it.I wanted to hurt something, anything, myself, for feeling so weak.

Thated him, hated him.

The man took everything from me.

Everything and everyone he touched was destroyed.He destroyed Zoe.

He destroyed me.

But I hated him most, knowing he had just destroyed my baby because she would have to grow up without the one person who loved her most.I knew Everly and Zoe would look after her, and I knew they wouldn't stop looking until they found what was left of me but no would love her the way I do.I may not be able to raise her, but they would for me.I choked on a sob, cursing at how fucked up this was.

How cruel life was that I not only lost a mate but my daughter too.

That saying, ‘you don't know what you have until you lose it" seemed to laugh at me.

Because I never pictured finding my mate and losing him.

Never pictured having my daughter and not being able to raise her.

Never thought I would die without watching her become the woman she is destined to be.I would have been content to be mateless as long as I served my purpose, to see her through to adulthood when she didn't need me anymore.

That was my life's purpose, to raise my baby, and now the only such purpose I had left was to get to a road so my body could be found, so she had something to bury.

I could not die peacefully, knowing she would wonder if I left her, abandoned her.

at the

uncaring, as I inhale

storm as it pelts

gone, it left, and I was as dead as the

knew I had to move, I needed

I stare at the door, swallowing down my sadness as I take

outside before a low, deep growl vibrated throughout the cabin as an enormous wolf I recognized not only by scent but by his

creak as he stepped inside, and my legs gave out from under me, realizing I wouldn't

the stairs outside reach my

dead," I

in behind him, pushing the door open more, and John shifts back.I

moves toward the bed, and I

"That he is."

at Kalen, who nods at John's

are you doing on the floor?" Kalen asks,

I laugh, rolling my eyes

numb.I could joke

Kalen says as he

an antler?" John asks, holding up the bloody piece of

before turning his

up," Kalen says,

crouches in

my mate," I tell

I," Kalen whispers, but I shake my

same way, but I killed my Val.You know it,and I know it.What you did was brave.What I did was cowardly," Kalen tells me, gripping my face

up.You have a little girl to get home to.And I got grandbabies to meet," Kalen

watch

to remember you, Macey because you are not dying.Now

look over at him to see he had stolen a pair of Carter's shorts from the

I killed someone in cold blood.He

won't be

was just broken and

but the courts and council won't see it that

kill Preston, I did." Kalen states, and I look at him before

throat

splatters the floor and covers

as I

to worry because I would be

doesn't matter," I tell them, holding up my hand, drenched

turn glassy, and he clears his throat before shaking his

me almost angrily as he rips me to

not dying on us! So choose.Me or Kalen? Choose because I am not going

look between them when Kalen grabs a makeshift chair and John shoves

us wants the job of telling your daughter their mother is dead when we

choose one, either way, I would be Valen's

that sense, and after feeling the bond with Carter, I

gross! Yet I also had

to go home to

paper, scissors, rock?" Kalen