Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Deacon shifts uncomfortably on the spot, looking at Clarke while the other council members glance at Deacon, making me wonder if Deacon was only doing this as a favor to his brother, whom we were now aware was a traitor.

"We found evidence at John's packhouse,"

Deacon declares and I laughed because it even sounded ridiculous.

"Before or after the forsaken attack? Or during?" I ask Deacon, but he says nothing.

When I see Clark step forward and John growls and snarls from where he was pinned before hearing the sound of screeching tires across the intersection.

Glancing over, I see Slasher Pack's Alpha climb out of the car.

Alpha Daxon and I were on good terms.

However, he didn't have the best relationship with m y father, seeing as reportedly my father killed his son Preston.

Yet Preston himself didn't have a stellar relationship with his own father, who had threatened to remove his title for misdoings and the attention he constantly got from the media.

Yet Alpha Daxon was a good Alpha, a little old school like my father, but good.

Though, it made me wonder why he had come here.

Was he helping Nixon too? 

 "Fucking bastard, you found nothing! Your men turned the place upside down, and nothing. I know this was for Amber, Clarke, you prick!"

John growled, and Clarke nodded to the main officer, pinning him before one of the officers smashed his baton across the back of his head.

I pressed my lips in a line, and one of the older council members glared at Clarke, who gave the order.

Turning my attention back to Deacon, I fought back a growl.

"I don't remember you fighting on the front lines, Deacon.So while patient 'zero' or Luna Claire was dying protecting the city, were you planting evidence? Or was it your brother?"

I ask him, wondering what the Alpha was doing here as I felt his aura getting closer.

"And where was Nixon?" I ask his Luna, turning my attention to her.

"Fleeing, that is where the scum was.

Does it upset you that he left you behind with his psychotic son?"

Alpha Daxon says, coming up behind me.

"Dax," I acknowledge as he comes to by me.

"I lost over 100 of my men in that forsaken attack, and not once did I see one of Nixon's men step out to protect our city.In fact, half of them were fucking forsaken, so how can you believe this Ludacris bullshit? Now let John up."

Alpha Daxon growls.

Nixon was framed," one of the older council members says, stepping

this," Alpha

my best," Alpha Daxon says, making me wonder if that was why

my car, a gun was lifted, and I growled furiously, only to feel Deacon's daring hand grip my

band of muscle along his shoulder and neck before flipping him over my shoulder and onto the hood

as I removed my claws and gripped his forearm, giving it a quick twist and popping his shoulder out when I

it out, feeling the toxin burn but it would take a lot

Big mistake.

Daxon howled with laughter.

"Oh, you foolish pup,"

laughed at the young

came up behind me and I gripped the barrel of his dart

when I turned the gun on him, letting off three shots in his chest.He staggers back, and the rest of the officers lift

would advise you, that doing

get ready to shift while Alpha Daxon just leaned casually against

groans behind me and scrambles off my hood, only for Alpha

step down and let

over his shoulder, and I see hundreds of people stepping out from between the buildings and cutting across the

rogues coming

have found yourself in a predicament.I suggest you leave my city.They will fight for my

Alpha Daxon says behind me before baring his neck to

my lips together and give him a nod, glad for once that our city would stand and fight together as one and because

beside me t o fight for my people, our people, and my pack will stand with you now,"

go," Deacon gasps, clutching his

are you doing,

from his brother shuts him and Deaconnods to Alpha Daxon, just as John was let

daughter until I

ask what was going on.I needed to get to my mate,

which was

and snapped before I tore off in the direction of the hospital.People scattered, getting out of my way, and

"Marcus?" I mind link.

he says, and I cut the link, my paws scraping concrete as I cut

into sight made m e run harder, knowing

are you?" I ask her, feeling her

rushed me in for a c-section. Where are you, Valen? You aren't here," she cried through the mind link as I smashed through the front

the foyer shrieked and scrambled away

she said, and I

went off

I got to the floor; I found the doors opening by security

back, racing down the hall to find the surgical ward, following the directions of my pack as they pointed out which way

to find her, a nurse gripped my arm, tugging me to a small room beside it which I

arms while the nurse tugged a hair

much more I could do than that before she thrust a gown at