Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Pulling up at the Mountainview Hotel, fire trucks lined the front of the Hotel.

Police and flashing lights.It was a total fiasco.I could see Everly’s truck and my father parked beside it and getting Valarian out of the car.

While Macey stood by the car, my father was quick to get Valarian and waved to Zoe in question, who rushed over with Casey.She thanks him.

Yet I couldn’t see Everly anywhere.

The entire building was on fire, flames spewing out the windows that burst from the extreme heat that could be felt from where I parked behind my father on the main road.

People were running everywhere, and police and ambulances were also on the scene.

I glance around, waving to Zoe, and jog over to her and Marcus.

Marcus had a tablet in his hand and people lined the path, standing at the evacuation point as he finished checking names off.

"Everyone is accounted for, the fire started in the kitchen, thankfully the alarms tripped still from the backup batteries so no loss of life," Marcus tells me and I noticed the tablet was a list of who was in the hotel and where everyone checked off and accounted for but one.

Ava was handing out bottled water and checking those Marcus marked off.

"Where is Everly?" I ask.

Seeing my father drive off with Casey and Valarian, he honks the horn and I nod to him.Zoe looks around before pointing between two firetrucks.

"The other buildings?" I ask Macey as she comes over.

"Fine, it was contained in the main building.The apartments out the back and events rooms and storage sheds are fine, only the main hotel," she answers, and at least that was a relief.

I nod glancing at Everly who stood in her pink and white cloud pajamas with her back to us.

Moving across the large lawn, I head over to her.

When I spoke to her she was hysterical, but now I felt nothing but blistering fiery anger, so hot it would give the inferno in front of us a run for its money.Yet the underlying feeling below it was pure devastation.

This place was as much her baby as Valarian was.

This was hers.

Coming up behind her, she stared at the flames eating away her village, a village she built.I gripped her shoulders, coming up behind her, but she just stared ahead.I didn’t know what to say.

There was no comfort I could offer to make this right.

"I’ll rebuild, this is why we have insurance, this is why I have a failsafe, the main thing is no one is hurt, this place can be restored, lives can’t be replaced," she says as I rest my chin on her shoulder and wrap my arms around her.

"I’m sorry, Love," I tell her and she nods once in acknowledgment of my words but says nothing else.

Media and reporters started lining the streets behind us, murmurs could be heard, police taking statements.

I wandered off, helping where I could and so did Everly, organizing buses to take everyone to my hotel that was staying here.

Yet when the flames were gone, the place was nothing but a husk of what once was.

Everly watched the last fire truck leave, but the media lingered, taking any last-minute scraps they could for their headlines.

Bloody vultures.

"Come on," I tell her, trying to lead her away, but she shakes her head and walks toward the building.

I needed to get Valarian to school, so we would have to come back.Yet I had a feeling Everly wasn’t leaving anytime soon.

"They warned me," Everly said, staring up at what’s left.

The structure was sound, but the place was gutted.

Yet despite it all, the building still stood, the brickwork tainted black, the render crumbling and the place hollow.

"This is because of the petition, because I fought for the rogues, for this city and this is how they repay me," she growls.

"They won’t stop, will they?" she asks, glancing a t me.

I hang my head, knowing this would be the beginning.

What would your next move be, if you were Nixon?" she

think it

"Who else," she says.

lingering, watching curiously when she walks

Everly POV:

stared at my heart and soul burned to charcoal.I stared at the front door of the office.I could picture

met the woman that sat on a chair

faded chair, the way her eyes looked me up

while I stare at the spot

arms from behind

go,"

point to

is where I met your mother," I

of the people staying here.She had smoke hanging out

to stay, a hot meal, and then a job.But she gave me so much more than that,"

"This place," Valen says.

I shake my head.

me hope.Then she gave me a

looking up at what’s left.I

where I stayed.The next morning I came out to her calling out to me, her truck loaded with baby

village to raise a child.We are going to build our own village.Your mother told me

the front door of the office, the glass door all shattered and glass crunched under my feet, the walls black and some of the floors still smoldered.I walked out the back to my

"Everly! It’s not safe,"

calls out to me while rushing

had to seei f

held something

I fished my keys from

They haven’t

in and twist before pulling it out and using another key

for the digital screen melted, but

I heard the final lock

my eyes, gripping the handle sucking in a shuddering breath, before pulling the door

safe intact, the heat burned the

but as I dug to the bottom I burst into tears

the smoke but intact.I clutched them to my chest

to no

was a sign, that she

only knows how many times I had pulled that

yet I couldn’t

but Valen had to go grab Valarian’s clothes from the apartment, yet I couldn’t bring

was a time capsule, as I found every moment of

voice was so clear, her memory still alive even though

brown brickwork with my envelope, the one most precious to

letters, letters

day, each one a detailed report of what we accomplished that

of how far

the post box out the front and

to me and it was the one I clutched in my hand like it

Valarie was that she

eyes, leaning my head back against the wall when her voice rings

need them.They aren’t wasting tears o n you, so don’t waste your

once told

voice was on replay and I savored the sound o f the memories she imprinted on me and it only made me angry that someone would try to take

my village and I will burn this city to the ground.I burn,

because sometimes it is the only thing that will keep you

it fester, needing something to keep going when I heard the crunch of somebody walking into the place.I wipe my tears but sigh when I realize it is only

whispers, his eyes searching

of her

not my girl.My girl is a

village is gone," I tell

to you will

the same time I wanted to curl into a ball and

But he was right.

city to burn and I couldn’t do that here, feeling sorry for