Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Chapter 102

Valen POV

Dad’s place was like a shrine of my childhood; even today, he still had my artwork framed on his walls, photos hung on the walls, and on all the furniture. Growing up, his entire life revolved around raising me, and his house showed that clearly.

Despite having done some horrid things in the past; he loved me, and that much showed.

One thing I loved, though, was seeing that some of Valarian’s artwork and school stuff was also displayed like treasured possessions alongside mine. It was embarrassing that he kept some of this crap, yet I knew it meant something to him despite how crappy my art skills were. Dad cooked dinner for us and we watched movies, trying to keep the TV off after the media displayed everything from the challenge. Valarian didn’t need to see that or become involved in adults issues, so after the fourth headline, dad put a movie on.

Later that night, Valarian wouldn’t sleep without talking to his mother, so I let him call her. Still, he was restless, tossing and turning on the couch as I rested my head. My father had muted the TV, and we were watching it with captions.

“Everly alright?” He asks, and I nod.

“I have Tatum staying with her. He is outside the door,” I tell him, and he nods

Our argument was broadcasted across every TV station. Luckily, no one knew what it was about, and John and Claire were tight–lipped and said no comment when interviewed. John even slapped one of the reporters for coming too near.

It was all on display, and assumptions were made, so it would only be a matter of time before they figured it out.

Dad had been quiet most of the night and let me be, though I could tell he was itching to say something. Turning my head, I looked over at him to find him watching Valarian, whose head was in my lap. “Just say it. I can see it is eating you up, so out with it,” I tell him. Dad sighs and I turn my attention to him.

“Don‘t make my mistakes,” he says, and I roll my eyes.

her as you did, mum,” I tell him, and he takes a deep

was a spitfire. When my father met her, he told her she would never be good enough for an Alpha. That her

ask him, shocked he

I don‘t. I always regretted not standing up to him, but what

“What did she do?”

no, your son isn‘t good enough for me, and the only fleabag was the twat standing in front of her.” he

He only lasted a year after my grandmother died. “No,

right, though. I wasn’t good enough for her. Your mother was tougher than I was. It wasn’t about titles with her. She didn’t care I was Alpha, she didn’t care who my father was, and she sure as shit didn’t care that she pissed him off. She and her pack of rogues turned up to every council meeting, causing havoc.

my reputation, and she didn‘t want to ruin it. Once my father stood down and handed the title over, she

I was an idiot. I was scared of my father. Scared he would do something to her or her parents, and he did; I knew if I claimed her, he would kill her like he did her

 “Did she know it was him?”

think I had to, so when my father found out, she was pregnant. He asked her to get rid of you. He wanted me to marry

snuck over to see her and found you. Dad had me on a

kill you and her when he found us. He said no rogue would marry his son and taint his reputation.

had that same look on her face, sheer panic. I get you’re upset, but never keep your son from her. Nothing killed me more than prying

she. So she handed you over. She stopped fighting to protect you. I should have protected you both, and I failed her, and after that, she wouldn’t forgive me. She even asked me to kill her and put her out of her misery,” he whispers

but when you started asking for her, I knew I had to stop, and even she said it was too risky. If the media found out, she would be

dad. I would

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