Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Valen POV

My entire world came crashing down violently around me. Everything I thought I knew about her was wrong, so very f*cking wrong. How didn’t I see it? She was wrong for me, and for a few seconds, I thought I had found my mate, the mate that was supposed to be my other half turned out to be a liar. She lied straight to my face. I thought when I met her I could look past it if she were a rogue-whore but now faced with the truth, I realize how utterly idiotic that thought was.

“Valen, what the f*ck, bro!” Marcus says as I walk across the car park. I ignore him.

“Valen, you can’t just leave, “

“She lied to me,” I snarl at him while walking over to his car. I should have brought my own.

“Keys!” I snap at him, and he fishes them out of his jeans pocket and tosses them at me.

” So that’s it? You aren’t going to let her explain?”

‘What’s there to explain? She f*cked some man and had a kid, pretty straight forward Marcus, ” I growl while unlocking his car. I climb into the driver’s seat and start the engine.

“You don’t know that?”

“I do know that you said she had a kid, and she admitted it,”

“That doesn’t mean you know the circumstances, Valen; for all you know, she could have been raped. She could have had him run off on her,”

“What do you want me to do Marcus, either way, she has a kid and he isn’t mine and my father will kill me if I bring a single mother home to be a god damn Luna, “

“My mother was as a single mother, your father a single father. What the f*ck does that have to do with her ability to be Luna?” Marcus snarls at me. I rub my temples instantly realizing my mistake.

“F*ck, I didn’t mean it like that.”

” No, you meant she is rogue -whore, I thought you were better than prejudice bullshit, so what if she is? She is your mate, “

I have two weeks until the damn Alpha meeting and no mate to present, just F*ck! ” I scream, flooring it

a real jackass, you know that,” I chuckle, don’t I know it, but either way, it changes nothing. I will be eaten alive by the vulture press if this shit gets out. Marcus fiddles with the radio, my mind racing while he continues to ramble about what

the brakes swerving around the corner, the car fishtailing up the side street before stopping and my heart leaped out of my throat as

seated out the front of the cafe. People had their phones out, taking pictures, and I knew instantly what the headlines would read. Alpha Valen drink driving or

of the world, ” Marcus snaps at

well be,”

mate and kid in the same

think like that,” I scoff before

the front page tomorrow, lets get out of

you better not have buckled my rim,” He adds, and I

buy you new

for your

“What?”

credit cards around, besides not like you

want

pulling away from the flashing cameras and the murmuring crowd that had built up

through the stations

wearing a blue school uniform and primary doves hat has gone missing,’ The radio host states,

maybe you won’t be splashed over the papers tomorrow if they don’t find that kid,” Marcus

jam the breaks on just

“Everly’s kid?” he asks.

be coincidence, ”

amber eyes, ” “Well, none, you said he had amber

head back. We have that meeting

completely forgotten about the

I clench the steering

am just the idiot shoveling the shit, something