Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Valerian POV

A few hours earlier.

“Valarian, are you dressed yet?” Mum yells out to me. I grab the piece of paper with my dad’s address on it and a small list I made of his description. Mum said I should recognize him, and the funny feeling I get in my tummy should tell me he is my dad.

“Coming, mum, ” I call back to her while unfolding the paper again because the corners didn’t match. Why doesn’t it match? I refold it. Casey walks into the room, and I hate how she taps on my door. Two taps, it should be three, odd numbers, odd numbers. I try to refold the paper, but her knock irritates me making me stuff the corners up again.

“Valarian, we are gonna be late,” mum calls again.

“Casey, knock, ” I snap, not meaning to. Casey was my best friend.

“I forgot, you are so weird, Vally, ” Casey laughs but knocks on the door again, and I let out a breath. I know the other kids think I am weird, they all do but I don’t mind when Casey says it, she doesn’t mean it in a mean way.

” Did you get it?” I whisper to Casey and she kneels pulling her bag off her shoulder and pulling out torn pieces of paper.

“I tore them out,” she says excitedly before stuffing them back in her bag when we hear footsteps.

“Valarian, come on, come on,” Mum says ushering us out of the bedroom, Casey giggles at our little secret. Today I find my dad. Mum is getting sick, I know she hides it, but I see the puffiness under her eyes, how she is always too tired to play and lately she has been falling asleep when she reads to me, she never has time, time, time, never enough time to play with me anymore. Dad will have time for me, I know he will have time, or I hope he does, then maybe he can make mum not so tired no more.

Maybe then she will play more , I miss when mum played but now she gets tired too quickly and needs to rest. She thinks I don’t notice but I notice everything about mum, she is the best mummy.

I follow mum out of the house, trying not to think of the torn- up phone book pages. I wanted the maps, I wasn’t sure how to read the maps, but it can’t be that hard, like a pirates map, dad is the golden chest at the end, and I was going to find him and surprise mum.

“Valarian seatbelt, ” mum hisses; she was always in a hurry. I clip my belt in and Casey does hers, and then mum puts the car stick on the D, and the car moves and we are on our way to school.

We stop out the front of my school. My teacher is waiting out the front, I don’t like her, and she always smells funny, smells like burnt grass and cigarette smoke, and she talks too slow. Mum gets out of the car and opens my door before walking me to the gate.

“Aunty Macey is picking you and Casey up, I have roster meetings this afternoon, okay, but I should be home for dinner, ” mum tells me with a kiss on the cheek before she rushes back to the car, honking the horn as she leaves. I hated when she did that; the other kids stared.

“Come, come,” my teacher calls and tries to take my hand, but I don’t let her. Her hands stunk bad like the rest of her, and she always looked like a poodle with her weird puffy hair and big round glasses making her eyes too big for her thin face.

the scrunched-up phonebook pages to me on the seat at recess. I try to flatten the pages out, looking for the street name that matches the one on

the right pages?”

huff, trying to think of another way to find my dad. Diego’s and Dora’s maps weren’t this hard to follow, these ones have lots of lines and cross-sections,

is fine. Someone must know where my

I tell Casey.

I come to find the pirate

jumper on over the top of my shirt and the jeans over my shorts. My shorts riding up and gave me a wedgie, and I didn’t like the creases in my

the hot steaming iron for me. I don’t want creases. They make my

the lines will go away,” Casey tells me, and I nod, stuffing the maps in my bag and putting it

thumbs up and

a man at the traffic lights I stopped. I didn’t know if I was going in the right direction

place is?” I ask, showing him the piece of paper. He huffs and takes it from

I nodded; he knew where it was.

“I ‘m not

and who is

Solace, ” The man laughs

“Is that so?”

“Yep,” I tell him.

doesn’t have a kid, but I am sure he will think this is really funny, come on then, boy, maybe he will give you an autograph or let you get a picture with

you will take

lives in that big building in the penthouse

work for

lights. The door opens as we

Tatum?” The

who thinks the Alpha is

that, wonder which rogue-whore sent their kid up this time claiming he fathered it,” Both men

mum is not a rogue-whore. He is her

that too, but come on, let’s get this over with, ” He says, leading me inside. The foyer is grander than our Hotels’ it is all white and gold. The elevators are so clean I can see my reflection

what’s your name anyway, ”