Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Everly POV 

All night I couldn’t sleep. Valen wouldn’t answer any of my texts and shoved me out whenever I tried to mind – link him. His silence was driving me insane, and I worried about Valarian. He sounded upset on the phone and wanted to come home, but I managed to calm him down enough and told him I would pick him up from school. Valen didn’t object, so I figured he was okay with that, or at least I hoped he was.

Throughout the night, I obsessed over the horrible shit that was portrayed on the news, saying Valen and I were fighting because he was cheating on me, that he finally realized Valarian wasn’t his son. It was all bullshit. I knew it, they knew it, but they would do whatever they could do to sell a story.

The bed felt too big without Valen in it, cold and empty, the house too quiet without him snoring beside me and making me want to smother him while he slept.

Many times I got up and checked the locks and windows and checked Valarian’s bed. A habit I thought I outgrew. That was something Zoe,I both did, almost like we took it in turns during the night when it was just us. We always feared it being only us in the house, knowing that rogue-whores weren’t much of a fight if someone broke in, especially with my tiny wolf and hers.

Yet alone, I found myself reverting back to old habits and nearly had a panic attack when I realized Valarian wasn’t in his bed when I checked. I kept reminding myself he was safe with his father, yet knowing that and seeing it for myself were two different things. Maybe if he wasn’t angry with me, I would be fine. Because I never had this issue when Valarian would sleep at Kalen’s, I knew it was because I was entirely alone and without having anything to distract me reminded me of being on my own in my car, only this time I was in a huge empty penthouse, yet the feeling was still the same..

Having just closed my eyes, I heard the front doors lock twist and click, which had me sitting upright. Panic coursed through me and my hand instantly searched for Valen in the bed before remembering he wasn’t here. My heart thumped in my chest as I crept toward the hall when Valen’s voice flitted through my head.

“Calm down. It’s just me. Don’t hit me with anything; I am carrying our son,” he mind linked, and I let out a breath of relief.

Walking down the hall, I see him step out of the entryway and into the dim lighting. I left the stove light on, and as I stepped into the living area, I saw Valen was carrying Valarian, who was asleep in his arms. It was a little after midnight, and I moved closer, wanting to take him but Valen turned away.

“Get his bed ready. I will carry him,” Valen whispers, and I nod, rushing off down the hall and pulling his sheets back.

I step aside, flicking on his nightlight and lighting the ceiling up with his solar system projection. Valen sets him in his bed, tucks him in, and relief floods me that Valarian is home. Although when I moved to kiss his head, Valen walked out without a word to me. I heard him walk into the bathroom down the hall before the shower started.

Checking the front door was locked, I went and climbed back into bed. Valen came in a few minutes later in his towel. Once again, he said nothing, and I could feel he was still angry, so I let him be. Yet when he got dressed and grabbed his pillow, I knew he wasn’t coming to bed.

Instead, he walked out of the room, and my stomach twisted, knowing he was still so angry with me that he wouldn’t even sleep in the bed beside me. At least he was home. Maybe now I could get some form of sleep. No such luck. It took hours to sleep as I stared at the ceiling.

The following morning, I was awoken by morning sickness. It sent me running for the bathroom as I heaved and threw up the contents of my stomach, splattering the front of my pajamas in my vomit. It was early in the morning, and it was the first time I woke up needing to be sick.

My stomach turned violently when I felt Valen’s fingertips brush the back of my neck and pull my hair away from my face. Catching my breath, I feel him sweep my hair over my shoulder before he wet a face cloth and handed it to me. “Are you alright?” I nodded my head, feeling breathless. My throat was raw and burning, wiping my mouth and he walked out.

basin. I

leaving early?” I asked

guess unless it was to do with Valarian, we weren’t on speaking terms. It saddened me, but right now, I would take anything. It was better than nothing. When I finished showering, I hopped out, and I could hear that Valen was getting Valarian up and ready

coco pops. Valen watches me as I walk into the kitchen before

the microwave. Make sure you take them, and you have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow at 2 pm and an ultrasound,” he says, and I nod, wanting to speak to him, but

“Because mummy is

see you in the morning.” Valen tells him before

from school?” Valarian asks, twisting in his seat to

am going with pop and won’t be back until late tonight,” “Where are you going?” I

I sighed

continued doing my mural. It was coming along nicely and I met with the sign fabricator before picking up Valarian from school to approve the final design.

a bath, I showered then put Valarian to bed. I managed to sneak a small jar of coffee home, hiding it in the back of the pantry. Once Valarian was tucked in bed, I made a coffee, intending to wait up for Valen. I went over the hotel accounts and paid some of the bills that were outstanding, watching our funds slowly dwindle away, but

send me the pack’s accounts details, and the accounts

everything. I

your name. I am not taking your house. Just make sure you leave it to Ava in yours

You’re not kicking us

No, of course not. It’s your home. You’re still my parents and part of my pack now. I just need to clean up the pack finances,

do you want to

at the homeless shelter? I will be there most of the

bring Valarian? Your mother and I would like to see

message shocked me, and I chewed my lip, debating what to reply. Me: If Valen says it is

out the way he did. Hope you are both doing well, we haven’t spoken to the media or told them.

Me: Night dad.

Evie. See you tomorrow. I will

thought. Dad and I managed to have a civil conversation, something I wasn’t expecting after the challenge. It was hours and early morning before I heard the key in the door. I glance at the