Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

The drive back was quiet however, not awkward, just a comfortable silence. I believe me marking him suddenly made everything more real. It was, in a sense, easy to play off that he is my mate, easier to deny our bond or our weak one anyway. Now though, people would find out, the entire City would realize Valen had been marked, the paparazzi would go berserk, and I now I worried what that meant for Valarian. I could handle the drama’s the media would portray.

Valarian was a child and I knew once it was out, a lot of people would have something to say about it.

Also, I could already imagine the rumors. People would believe. That he knocked up some rogue whore and was forced to take me as his mate, the things I could see them saying about me in papers would sting me but could damage my son. I was used to negativity, yet no child should have to deal with that.

“I think we should move the Alpha meeting, ” I whispered. I hated the idea of confronting my father, yet I knew it would be worse if he found out via a news article. I knew I should care what he believed after everything. I was an adult now, and he no longer controlled my life, but for some reason, it nagged at me. Some part believing that he shouldn’t find out through a news outlet.

“You want to push it back? ” Valen asks. I shake my head.

“Move it forward. Once the media gets their hands on this story, it will blow up; it should be announced to stop it hurting Valarian.”

“Anyone says anything about our son Everly, and they won’t have a city to live in,”

“You can’t just kick people out of City; that is not the answer, Valen, and that is not what I am worried about,”

“Then what are you worried about?”

“Worried about what version of our strange… whatever.” I sigh, rubbing my temples before looking at him.

“They are going to say some horrible shit about you being with a rogue whore, Valarian has only just found about you, well about who you are, and I worry that what they say about both of us will have an impact on him,”

“Then I tell them the truth, simple,”

“It’s not that simple. You have a reputation to uphold in this City Valen, one that holds power,”

“I don’t care about my reputation Everly, they can say what they want about me, they do anyway. But If you think I am going to let you take the fall for all it, you are mistaken,”

“They will say I am gold digger, someone who trapped you, probably even say Valarian isn’t yours,”

“That they can’t say, you can tell by his aura, plus DNA will shut them up,”

“My father is going to lose his mid,” I mutter, shaking my head.

“Surprisingly, my father took it pretty well, ” Valen adds, making me think of Kalen and my meeting with him earlier, “

saw your father earlier today, ”

you if he did tell

really go against your

he said. Feeling him made his words hold more meaning and I didn’t know what to think about him. He could lie through words, but not through the bond, so

He told me to let you mark

a good father, strict, but he

to get you

idea what he meant by that. He has hated your father for decades. It makes no sense to me, ” Valen admits, and I could feel his worry through the bond, making me

as we pull into the

be relieved I don’t have to keep it a secret,

just tell him, ” I raise an eyebrow at him and

a dumb question, ”

you think he would have kicked you

thought about telling him, especially once I found

didn’t you. Would have saved you being

he tried to get the doctor to abort him, sweep it under the rug so no one would know and I could still take my place as Alpha. Like Valarian

me out. I believe the reaction would have been the same or worse if he knew you

pinned you down and

or come after our son once he was born

what’s changed,

safe, ” I admit. I could tell just by his reaction to having a son. Zoe said it herself too. She knewValen’s intentions were

the place I called home, my village. I loved this place, not just because

me.

money at me, and he said he never wanted to see me again, that I was causing problems between him and mum, so I went back to my car. Grabbed a few things walked here and met a woman,” I told him. I looked over at

the front with a smoke between her lips, rough as guts but with a heart of gold, she was a tough woman,

someone staying at

offered me a job, paid

to me,” “Is that how you met

we needed help to clean it up, the place was a dump, she gave them jobs too, said we would build our own village that family is what you make, so once it was running and I found out about it inheriting it, that’s what I did, I

owe her one. She seemed like a good woman,

could only dream of being half the woman she was. No words