Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Chapter 148

Chapter 147

Everly POV

Another Four weeks later. “Keep your eyes closed,” Valen said as I walked blindly with my hands out in front of me when I heard Macey and Zoe’s voices. 

“Is that Zoe and Macey?” I gasped, trying to lift Valen’s blindfold over my eyes. He slaps my hand away, and I reach out blindly before slapping someone.

 “Ouch! That you Everly?” Macey asks. Valen blindfolded me before we left and refused to tell me where he was taking me. 

“Oops, sorry,” I tell her. 

“Wait, are you blindfolded too?” I ask her.

“Yeah, and Tatum sucks with directions. I tripped over the gutter back there,” Macey growls.

” My bloody knee is killing,” she growls. “Kids slow down and away from the paint; it’s still wet!” Marcus screeches just as the sound of their voices reach my ears. A hand grips my arm. 

“Glad I’m not the only blind one around. I was becoming paranoid he walking me off a cliff,” Zoe says, and I know it, her hand on my arm. It slides down to grip my hand and gives me a squeeze just as my hand finds Macey’s.

“Those pricks conspired against us!” Macey hisses. Though with them here, I had a good idea of where I was, which was surprising. Valen said the Hotel wouldn’t be ready.

He had every excuse to keep us away from this place, from a gas leak to plumbing issues and electrical faults. “I swear if they have ruined our hotel?” Zoe hisses, and I chuckle, knowing there would be blood.

laughs behind me. “Okay, can we take these off? We figured

says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not wanting to trip. “Shouldn’t be an

good at lifting ya legs around ya ears,” Tatum snickers, and she growls. “Language, you brute! Or I will

hit something, and I know it’s the wall Valen

lift ya legs high enough,” Marcus laughs. All three of them laugh behind us, earning growls from

placing me on the little

my balance, FRYCM? NL felt the girls wobbling

fall, or you’ll ruin the garden bed beneath you,” Valen says. I sigh impatiently, wanting

girls do. I untangle my hair from it before looking up. We all gasped simultaneously

that wasn’t what made me gasp; I knew

was gone that sat in the center of the driveway. In its place was a huge statue. Zoe cups her hands over her

but instead of the banner she held in that photo, she held the

a statue

on a pile of tools and

a baby in all our arms, and I knew they

sliding around my waist as she rests her head on my shoulder,

stared up at the women who inspired us all. Valarie would have loved it, and I knew she would be watching. Knew we

something extraordinary. Something that made

when she points toward the

and no wonder Valen was putting it off for

little details like our name tags on our shirts were included, and I read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of

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