Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

We had an entire week of funerals and memorials. Everything felt wrong, though, the city was quiet as we tried to settle back into life. Tatum was in an induced coma. They saved his leg, but infection spread everywhere, and Macey had been sick with worry, barely leaving his bedside. Zoe and I had been alternating with taking Taylor. Ava busied herself with work, and so did I.

Anything to take my mind off how quickly everything spiraled out of control. Coming home from work, I had been holed up in my office, which was finally finished, going over documents from both packs.

The accounting from the hotel and scraping money left-right, the center to paying bills. Then I spent all afternoon helping Ava move her stuff back home from the apartment out the back of the hotel, which Macey would now take over.

Walking inside, Valen looked over the back of the couch, and the beer in his hand didn’t escape my eyes as he quickly placed it down to turn to look at me.

“I put your dinner in the microwave, and Valarian asked for you at bedtime,” Valen says and I nod while dumping my handbag on the hallstand.

“Why didn’t you answer your phone? I have been calling all afternoon. And you shoved me out of the mind link,” he said, his tone clipped at the end.

“I was with my father and Ava. I helped her move back in with dad,” I answered while moving to the kitchen; I heated up my dinner. I was exhausted, and even eating seemed like a major task.

Valen strolls into the kitchen, and I eye the bottle in his hand.

He quickly tips it up and drains it, tossing it in the recycling. He catches me watching him when he turns around and arches an eyebrow.

“What?” he demands.

“You know how I feel about you drinking. And I definitely don’t want you drinking around Valarian,” I tell him, and he scoffs.

“Right. Because I’m an alcoholic?” he clicks his tongue and shakes his head, and I lean back on the counter and fold my arms across my chest. .

“Don’t put words in my mouth Valen; I never said that. I just said I don’t like you drinking.But hey, if you say you are, you must be,” I sighed. I so did not want to argue tonight.

He growls but moves closer, his going to my bump as he caresses it.

“I only had one. And Valarian is asleep. And I am not an alcoholic.Geez, Everly, I don’t obliterate myself,” he says before leaning closer. He dips his face closer, his lips brushing mine softly before biting my bottom lip playfully. I roll my eyes, pushing on his shoulders, and he chuckles, stepping back and opening the microwave when it dings.

He grabs the plate out, sitting on the kitchen bench.

“Did you sort out the finances for the hotel and find out how much is owing to the contractors?” he asked, and I nodded.

“And you paid it?” he asked, and I growled before walking over to my handbag and grabbing his card out. I hand it to him, but he pushes my hand away.

“Keep it,” he says, and I shake my head but place it back while he fetches me a fork.

Daxon from Slasher pack wants to repurchase the land from behind his

some training grounds. He mentioned even wanting to

at

I sit down while he brings my plate over, setting it in front

get your number?” Valen asks, and I shrug. It wouldn’t be hard, probably from his

“What did he want?”

we had settled the debt.Carter said he

“What did you say?”

him the truth, then offered him the titles for the

every cent from the pack’s accounts, I say the pack will be dismantled if he doesn’t

what should I

brought before the council and probably executed, anyway. Carter wasn’t a part of that agreement, so has no warrant to claim it, and he was the one who also one who infected your mother so he can’t

any sign of Nixon?” I asked, moaning as I spear a piece of ravioli into my mouth,

can moan around that

better,” I teased, spearing another piece and popping it in my mouth. He laughs, pecking my

seconds later while I turn back to my food. Weeks Later 20 Week Ultrasound Valen sat nervously

up at the hospital. Tatum was getting better with the infection gone and had woken up. But he

he could shift to heal himself, but they weren’t sure if his leg would shift with the rest of him, so

we hear a knock. Doc leans over on his stool, opening the door, and

bends over and pecks my cheek before deliberately messing Valen’s hair, earning a growl from him as he swatted her hands For messing i away. She laughs and stares at the screen before squinting. “So, you all placed your bets?”

a bet on the genders, hence why she was here. “Yep! Two boys and a girl,” Valen says. “Nope! I say three

wrestle in the boy way, and you will break that boy’s heart,” Doc laughs.

had to remind me to attend a

what do you

I tell him, crossing my fingers. He laughs and moves the device across my belly. I close my eyes when he

is a boy,” Valen says before deflating when Doc says Baby B is a girl. Macey rubs her hands together,

you owe me three foot rubs, and you have to refer to me as ‘oh favorite one’ for a full week!”

chuckles and shakes his head, moving

lost his bet. “And what do you win?” Doc asks since it was down to

coffee,” I say, and he turns his

told you to stop reading those baby books. She can drink as much

that for sure,”

have a doctor’s