Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Chapter 138 

Kalen POV 

“What did he say?” I ask Marcus as he hangs up the phone. I start unraveling the new map we bought from the gas station on the hood of the car.

“He is sending scouts and is on his way,” Marcus tells me as we look over the maps with only a flashlight for light. We were trying to find some trails. We knew roughly where she was, but the forest was so dense that navigating through unfamiliar terrain even for us could end up with us becoming lost or walking straight past her without seeing her.

The signal was only weak and kept blinking out. So while we waited for Valen to send some men, we searched over different maps trying to find any sort of trail. John was walking along the forest edge, trying to pick up any tracks or scents, so we were at a standstill for now. We needed help

No doubt my son would be furious with us, yet we were hoping to have found and brought her back before he found out. Yet when the hours ticked by and we found nothing and the day came and gone and turned to night, we knew we would have to take his anger and ask for help.

Macey’s life was the priority, and we didn’t want to take unnecessary risks more than we already had, and this area was known as forsaken territory, yet we were yet to come across any.

“What about this track? It leads toward the river?” I ask, finding a tourist trail.

by car, hiking trail?” Marcus suggests, but it cut off before it

calls out, and I look down along the road, the wind whipping my face as I look in his direction. It was bloody freezing out here. And

with his flashlight. One was a tourist map, yet why anyone would tour

toward the truck stop about 500 meters down the road. We had

it?” I ask him, jogging to catch up with him when he turns on his

bins were. The place was entirely empty. John then disappears into the long grass, which was angled wrong, and bent

to peer in the windows but seeing nothing from the lack of light and the tint

brewing storm, and we knew we would be racing the storm once the scouts and Valen arrived on the scene. Lightning had been streaking the sky for the past half an hour, and the thunder was growing louder as it got closer. The trees swayed, bent in the

search for her ” Johns says, turning and

do?” I ask John. And he glances back toward the

will be hours away,” John mutters,

the way my son drives,” I tell him, knowing Valen doesn’t seem to understand the speed limits or how to abide by them. My son seemed to have a

a look around,” John says, walking around the

I will come with you. Marcus can hang back for Valen and the others to arrive,” I tell him before walking out of the long