Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Everly POV

Finally, everything was back in order, and I decided that I couldn’t put it off any longer. Since Valarian was with his father for a few more hours. I decided I would go out to the reserve and shift. After everything with the forsaken and the missing rogues, I had been putting it off because I promised I would take Valarian with me next time. Yet, as much as I wanted to keep that promise, it wasn‘t a promise I could keep without putting him at risk. However, it had been ages since I shifted, and I was also nervous about what I knew would be an excruciating transformation.

Going through the gate, I pulled my small backpack off my shoulder before glancing around nervously. This place was too quiet today, far too quiet, and it set my sense on edge, yet I was already here, and I needed to do this as much as I was dreading it. I removed my clothes and quickly tucked them into my backpack and stuffed it inside a hollow log.

The shift took longer than usual but surprisingly; it wasn’t as painful. I flexed my claws in the moist soil and stretched out before running deeper into the forest; one thing I noticed though, my wolf form didn’t tire as fast, and after half an hour where I would usually be dead on my feet and dragging my ass out of the forest, I was keen to keep going. I suppose I had marking Valen to thank for that.

In spite of that, my wolf was still a tiny wolf and not what you would expect from an Alpha female. After another hour, I was about to turn around when I heard the sounds of a whimper. My ears pricked and twitched on top of my head when I tried to find where the noise was coming from when I heard it again. The breeze switched, and the soft scent of blood reached my nose. My eyes scanned the trees as I followed my nose. There was a scent that I swear I had smelled before, but I couldn’t place it; I just knew it was a rogue scent. However, the next whimper I heard couldn’t be mistaken that someone was in trouble, and I picked up my pace, sniffing the ground and air while listening. Looking for any indication of where they were.

I was becoming dangerously close to the boundary line that led into forsaken territory, a place I hoped I wouldn’t have to venture out to. Yet the choking cough I heard next had me running toward the high fences, and my eyes blew wide when I saw a pair of forsaken ripping into something on the ground. The scent of blood reached my nose stronger, and I quickly

where I had smelled that particular scent before. Bile rose in my throat as I tried to find a way through the fence. Racing along it, trying to find a gap big enough for me to squeeze through,

away from her. If I left and came back, she would be dead long before I got help, and I cursed myself not letting Valen mark me because we would have

fence when I felt the bottom of the fence pull away slightly from the ground, the mesh flimsy in this section. I started digging, m y paws claws ripping into the soft earth as I tried to dig under the fence and create a hole just big enough to squeeze

wire scratched and cut into me when I heard a snarl just as I laid flat on my back, attempting to shimmy under it. My teeth sank into my legs before I was suddenly ripped through it by one of the forsaken grabbing m e. My face, torso, and arms were all cut by the wire. I screamed

into the side of my

swung, smashing into the top of its head as hard as I could. It let go of my leg and shook its head, and I swung again, not giving it a chance to get its bearings smashing the rock repeatedly into its head, blood coating my skin on the back spray as I caved its skull in

have surely forgotten after all these years, kicked in as we fought. The forsaken was ripping into me but being smaller, I was able t o move a little bit more efficiently, escaping some lethal blows just in the nick of time and aiming my teeth and claws at the softer tissue

had no time to waste. I immediately gripped onto his neck and shook my head. His body fell limply on the ground, and I panted, trying to catch my breath when I heard a groan making me spin. Shifting as I raced to Emily, who was lying naked in the dirt in her human form. I skidded along the ground

have been eating her thigh and hip. It was almost as if she was too weak to go on and had collapsed, and they had stumbled upon her thinking she was a leisurely meal in her weakened state. Rolling her onto her back, she whimpered, and her eyes flew open. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair matted. She

her body, trying to

I’m right here,” I try to tell her,