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.

Valen laughs behind me.

step up onto the wall,” Valen says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not

ya ears,” Tatum snickers, and she growls. “Language, you brute! Or I will

feet hit something, and I know

much entertainment watching you all trying to lift ya legs high

my hips, placing me

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

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

off at the same time the girls do.

wasn’t what

was shocked that the old fountain was gone that sat in the center of the driveway. In its place was a huge statue. Zoe cups her hands over her mouth in awe, and Macey squeezes my hand as we look up at ourselves. The statue

stood up the top, and a photo I had of Valarie was used, but instead

a statue of Macey, Me, and

at the bottom, on a pile of

had our arms cradled, a baby in all our arms, and I knew they represented Taylor, Valarian, and Casey and our struggles to get this place up

arm sliding around my waist as she rests her head on my shoulder, and Zoe does the

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

built something, something extraordinary. Something that made all our hardship so

at her when she points toward the massive statue. “Look at the shirts,” she says,

was putting it off for so long. It would have

little details like our name tags on our shirts were included, and I read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of our names, it had something else. ‘Watch me! “We watched,” Tatum

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