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.

was a better idea,” Marcus mutters, and Valen laughs behind me. “Okay, can

your legs and step up onto the wall,” Valen says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not wanting to trip. “Shouldn’t be an

“Language, you brute! Or I will jam your legs behind your head and

and I know

entertainment watching you all trying to lift

my hips, placing me on the

high yet, I wobbled, holding my balance, FRYCM? NL felt the girls wobbling on

the garden bed beneath you,”

same time the girls do.

to its former glory, but that wasn’t what made me gasp; I

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

of Valarie was used, but instead of the banner she held in that photo, she held the

was a statue

standing at the bottom, on a pile of

all our arms, and I knew they

as she rests her head on my shoulder, and

Zoe whispered as I stared up at the women who inspired us all. Valarie would have loved it, and I knew she

that made all our hardship

snorts, choking on a sob, and I rub her back, looking at her when she points toward the massive statue. “Look at the shirts,”

it off

tags on our shirts were included, and I read the tiny little

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