Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

“I’m sorry, son,” Kalen choked out and groaned. Turning my head, I looked at him. Kalen’s face was so swollen he was barely recognizable. He coughed before placing his fingers in his mouth and removing a tooth. Valen’s answer was a growl when I helped Kalen to stand.

The sound of cracking bones reached my ears as I heard Valen shift back behind me. Keeping a grip on Kalen, who was unsteady on his feet, we moved toward his car, and I fished his keys out of his pocket and unlocked his car for him.

“I’m alright, dear. Go, check on my son,” he hissed, falling heavily in his seat. With a nod, I turned to find Valen had walked back to his car.

“Valen?” I called, and he turned to look at me as I walked over to him. The look he gave me made me stop.

“You knew, you knew and said nothing,” he said and bit the inside of my lip and nodded. Hurt shone in his eyes as Valen looked at the Hotel.

“She gave you this place, didn’t she?” he asked.

My lips quivered as he turned his gaze back to me. ” She recognized your son,” I told him, and he sucked in a deep breath.

“You should have told me,” he said, and I could feel his heartbreaking, the sadness for a loss he didn’t actually lose all those years, the sinking feeling that I betrayed him.

“Valen, wait. Just let me.” He got in his car and slammed the car in reverse, smacking into the brick garden out front of the   main office before tearing out of the driveway. The engine of his car roared as he floored it down the street.

“I take it that is what you meant when you said it would get a lot worse?” Marcus said as I rubbed my arms against the cool breeze. He stopped beside me with a groan while rubbing his lower back, and Kalen pulled out of the parking space before winding down his window.

“He will forgive you. It’s me he is truly angry at, ” Kalen said with a sigh. I nodded and watched him leave.

Three days later.

The only time I had  heard from Valen was via text message. Three days had passed, and he was still angry at me. I knew he spent most of those days drunk. Could feel the unease sitting in my stomach through the bond. Standing out front of the school,

Valarian and I waited for him to come to get him, yet the feeling through the bond was like he was passed out and asleep. In no way was I letting my son go with him if he was drunk. Therefore, I hoped it was just my guilt for not telling him sooner.

street for his father’s car. Retrieving my phone from

Valarian said while nodding his head and walking back to the bench seat that sat in front of the school. I wandered over to him and sat

he is in traffic?” Valarian said, fidgeting

about we ring him when we get home? Maybe he is

had been asking for his father since the morning after the Alpha meeting. Asking where he was and when he could see his father and I kept making up excuses.        

asked, and I turned to look at

and made him leave us,

mother,” I tell him, and

Nana died years

people stay sad for a long time,” I tried

can take me to him,” Valarian said, hopping up and walking toward the car. I tried to ring Valen on the short walk back to my

home. We can try to ring him when we

want to see him. I want my dad!” Valarian screamed at me. Startled at his outburst, I stared at

I don’t think you should see him right now. Your father needs time,” I tell

me, please, Mum! Please, ” Valarian begged, and I dropped my head and pinched the bridge of my

and if he doesn’t answer, we go home,” I tell him, and he nods. Valarian bounced on his heels excitedly and raced toward my car, climbing in the back and buckling himself in. Jumping

elevator was instant. No guards

into the elevator when he took off, racing down the hall. I

door, I could see Valarian standing in the hall, where it opens up to the living room. Valarian looked

glass lay everywhere, the couches were upturned, and the china was broken, blood

I gripped his shoulder only to find Valen passed out on the

around at the mess. I could tell that now he had found his father. He was on the verge of a meltdown

I look after daddy, okay?” I asked him as he shook. His eyes teared up, and he glanced over

shoulder. “Dad? ” I heard him murmur, and his father groaned but didn’t wake.

into the house before cleaning the place. Furious that he let it get this way, knowing full well what his son was like. The place was trashed and