Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Everly POV

6 WEEKS LATER

The two of us had pretty much settled into a routine by this point, Everything seemed to be going smoothly. As a result, the laws against rogues have been removed completely. Though the hotel had a plumbing hiccup, and still wasn’t open. Valen was currently going to deal with that while I was at my dress fitting. He was meeting me afterward so we could go grocery shopping. We had finally moved into the packhouse, and the extra room was welcomed.

Dad and Ava were currently living with us to help with the girls, but today Dad and Kalen were stuck helping Valen today. They were also now head of the council, which was also taking up most of the time during the day. Clarke pleaded guilty to his charges along with the others, and they were now rotting away in prison cells. Yet we still had no idea where Nixon was, and despite watching his wife, she never left the house, or if she did, she never left her old pack territory.

“Valarian, can you pass Evelyn her dummy?” I ask him while the lady finishes pinning my dress. Zoe and Macey were supposed to come to the fitting with me and helped me pick out my dress with Ava, but all of them were busy today. The three of them chose violet bridesmaid dresses, and I chose a beige dress, yet I was still dropping weight, and now my boobs had gone back to normal.

The dress needed taking in even more. I had one more fitting after this one to retake my measurements. It had been a mission to haul all the kids into the car by myself, so I brought Valarian along instead of sending him to school. The dressing fitting took forever, and I was excited about going home.

I was exhausted, and the girls were sick of sitting in the stroller, which barely fit in the back of my car. Slipping the dress off, I quickly got changed and decided to ring Valen to find out how far away he was. I kind of hoped he would volunteer to do the grocery shopping himself.

Though I know, he wanted me to come with him so that I could go to the reserve GYSdM>LJ finally shift on the way home. I still hadn’t. Time was always against me, or I was far too tired, knowing how it usually exhausted me I wasn’t all that temped to shift. Valen answered the phone on the second ring and I could tell he was in the car by the echo.” Where are you?” I ask, coming back out of the dressing room.

the ladies that work here and kick off the breaks to the stroller. “About fifteen minutes away,” Valen tells me. “Okay, I will start getting the kids in the car,” I tell him, pushing the pram out

I sigh but say nothing, knowing we hardly spent any alone time together, and I know he was craving that. I could tolerate being exhausted if it made him happy. “Okay, see you

today, the sun high in the sky. Valarian and I made our way across the parking lot. I hit the fob unlocking the doors as we approach, and Valarian climbs into the back and sits on the center console so he can

in any way he could. He adored his sisters, and we worried he would be upset about not having a brother, but he seemed to all but forgotten now. I place Claire in the middle

was in the front, which wasn’t ideal,

the bridal store catches my eye

jam all the crap in it. A bigger car is what I needed. I push all my weight on the trunk to close it, and I can see

I felt someone grab my hair, and I heard the sound of my head smashing into the trunk before everything went black. The

were clutched in my hands were now gone. “Unlock the door, you little shit!” I hear a woman snarls. I blink when I hear my kids screaming. Groaning, I sit up. “Stop that!” she yells as I

and my eyes widen when I see Nixon’s wife hit the fob. The doors unlock, and she rips the door open before Valarian can push the lock back down. The girls screamed, and Valarian screamed for me, petrified. My heart raced

think was she was trying to take my babies. I run at her, tackling her, and we both smash into the open driver’s side door. When

scramble to get them just as I hear Valarian slam the door shut. We wrestled for the keys while I screamed for help; when fingers gripped my hair, yanking my head back, I tossed my elbow back, connecting with someone behind me before diving back onto Nixon’s wife as her outstretched hand reached for the

lock button just as I am