Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Everly POV

Tears of frustration streaked down my face as I stormed away from him. Zoe and Macey were waiting, but I was too upset to speak to them as I ran to my office. Both of them followed me inside, and Macey was clutching a piece of paper in her hand.

“You ok?” Macey asks, and I nod. However, I was anything but ok. That was Valerie’s car, I know it was silly, but it was hers, just like everything of hers I kept down in the storage lockers. I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.

“We will get it back, ” Zoe offers, and I shake my head.

“He had it crushed when I refused to let him mark me,

“Asshole, I’m sorry, Everly, ” Macey says, and I sniffle ; it wasn’t their fault. Macey clears her throat, and I glance at her resting on the edge of my desk as I used a tissue to wipe away my childish tears,

buying another was no issue, but I loved that car because it was hers. “The Inspector-, “

“Crap, I forgot, ” I tell them, getting up, and Macey waves me away, holding a piece of paper out to me.

I take it from her and read it; a sound of annoyance leaves me when I see what is written on it.

“This is bullshit; they are too standard. He checked last time,” Macey nods.

“He said he will be back in a week to check the guard rails are fixed. And the fence around the pool had been replaced.”

“Anything else?” I ask, and Zoe chews her lip nervously.

“He said whatever you have done to piss off the Alpha you need to fix, that he has been asked to find any fault to shut us down unless you give Valen what he wants, “

“You didn’t tell him,”

“Of course not,” I nod in relief.

” I’ll handle this, then I will come and grab the kids from school with you, ” I tell Zoe, who nods.

“Also, one of the fridges is down; I have sent for an electrician, ” Macey adds as they are leaving. This day couldn’t get any worse.

However, I spoke too soon. No electrician would come out, not even a handyman. I went through my contact list of rogues with different trades looking for anyone with any skills with appliances or electricals but found none. Zoe’s daughter’s father was away from the City visiting his mate’s family, so we couldn’t as for his help either.

When it was time to pick up the kids, Zoe met me by her car at the hotel’s front.

“Any luck?”

“No,” I groan.

still have one running, and we could

won’t be big enough, and that means two apartments won’t be available until I order a new one; if I can request a new one, I have a strange feeling we

The following day,

forsaken was spotted last night; a few people staying at the hotel decided not to risk

was Saturday, and we were waiting for the food

it took six of us to haul two of the fridges down from the apartments outback that ran next to the functions room, thankfully the forsaken sightings had scared off a few guests giving us extra

my watch; the food delivery should have come into the City an

out in the

up on his chin while he stared down at a sheet of paper. He had asked for some photos earlier, and I had given him my photo album to pick some out. He had been quietly working on some school project in the delivery shed, which is out the back of the kitchen. He was so patient, Casey had trouble

asked and froze, going over to see what

I tell him, brushing his hair back and glancing at what

for school? ” I ask him, and he nods. It was a

you got any pictures of mine?” He asks. I chew the inside

as honest as I could; he knew Valarie was his father’s mother and grandmother. The area beside her was empty because I couldn’t risk having him mention his grandfather’s

was blank. Coming off my picture were some lines where he

them in our family

they are my aunties, Casey and Taylor

little village, our family, ” I tell him. He stares at the blank spots on the

wishing I could give him one, I

grandpa?” He asks, pointing to

and it made me feel guilty; they were too recognizable, and I had my name changed before he was born. My father removed all traces of me, and I used my grandmother’s maiden name, Summer’s; that was the only piece I had left of my family and a life I no longer

tell him, and he smiles brightly. “What

“My parents?”

“You never talk about

tell him; I dreaded thèse

I have her facial features but my dad’s eyes and his dark hair. My

pause for a second. “when I was little; I used to think he was a superhero; he liked to play and would always play

a sister too? A real one? ” He asks, and I nod

to be my best friend,

I

one day, ” I tell him, though whether that day would come is unforeseeable. My phone starts ringing, and

the delivery

“You’re late,” I answered.

and it is out of my hands; I have been stopped

get here; they have been searching the truck and

cold?” I