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.

move

think it was

"Who else," she says.

I glance around at the media still lingering, watching curiously when she walks off

Everly POV:

burned to charcoal.I stared at the front door of the office.I could picture

met the woman that sat on a chair with a smoke hanging

eyes looked me up and down

comes over to me while I stare at the spot she sat that day,

arms from

should go,"

to

where I met your mother,"

staying here.She had smoke hanging out

place to stay, a hot meal, and then a job.But she

"This place," Valen says.

I shake my head.

hope.Then she gave me

what’s left.I point to

her calling out to me, her truck loaded with baby stuff for Valarian.There was so

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

glass crunched under my feet, the walls black and some of the floors still smoldered.I walked out the back

"Everly! It’s not safe,"

to me while rushing

care, I had to

it held something more

me as I fished

be in here! They haven’t cleared the entire place

twist before pulling it out and using

digital screen melted, but the manual locks

heart beat faster when I heard the final lock

eyes, gripping the handle sucking in a shuddering

I found the safe intact, the heat burned

ruined but as I dug to the bottom I burst into

from the smoke but intact.I clutched them to

whispered to

there was a sign, that she was still with us.This was

that damn letter from its envelope when I thought I

fall apart, yet I

idea how long I sat there, but Valen had to go grab Valarian’s

was a time capsule, as I found every moment of

voice was so clear, her memory still alive

the brown brickwork with my envelope, the one most precious

were so many letters, letters of

one a detailed

reminder of how

it in the post box out the front and sent it

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

Valarie was

my head back against the wall when her

wasting tears o n you,

had once

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

I will burn this city to the ground.I burn, they will burn with

is the only thing that will keep you going," Valarie had also

going when I heard the crunch of somebody walking into the place.I wipe my

my girl gone?" he whispers,

in the wreck of her village," I tell

not my girl.My girl is a Luna, and chief to

gone," I tell

to you

yet at the same time

But he was right.

that here, feeling sorry for myself.I nod and he stands and I open the letter, reading the