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.

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

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

ears,” Tatum snickers, and she growls. “Language, you brute! Or I will jam your legs behind your head and test your

I know

lift ya legs high enough,” Marcus laughs.

my hips, placing me on the

balance, FRYCM? NL felt the girls

garden bed beneath you,”

time the girls do. I untangle my hair

Hotel was restored to its former glory, but that wasn’t what made me

place was a huge statue. Zoe cups her hands over her

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

Retreat’ Beneath her was a statue of Macey, Me,

at the bottom, on a pile of tools and

and I knew they represented

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

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

something, something extraordinary. Something that made

her back, looking at her when she points toward the massive

it off for so

read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of our names, it had something else.

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