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.

Retrieving my phone from my pocket, I glanced at the time and

back to the bench seat that sat in front of the school. I wandered over to him and sat next to

traffic?” Valarian

when we get home? Maybe he

looking at me teary-eyed. He 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

you have a fight?” he asked, and I turned

You upset him and made

about his mother,” I tell him,

Nana died

for a

car. I tried to ring Valen on the short walk back to my truck, but he didn’t pick

don’t think he is home. We can try to ring him

I want my dad!” Valarian screamed at me. Startled at his outburst, I stared at him before pulling myself

think you should see him right now. Your father

and I dropped my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. I sighed before looking back at

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.

was instant. No guards stood in

tried to steer him back into the elevator when he took off, racing

could see Valarian standing in the hall, where it opens up to the living room. Valarian looked over his shoulder at me before looking back into the mess. Glass crunched

glass lay everywhere, the couches were upturned, and the china was broken, blood spatter was on the walls, and the place looked like it had been burgled. I followed the sounds coming from Valarian

I gripped his shoulder only to find Valen

him?” Valarian asked, looking around at the mess. I could tell that now he had found his father. He was on the verge of a meltdown as he took in all the

Pop, and you stay with him for the night while I look after daddy, okay?” I asked him as he shook. His eyes teared up, and he glanced over at his

body was shaking, and he nodded his head before stepping into the bathroom and leaning down to shake his father’s shoulder. “Dad? ” I heard him murmur, and his father groaned but didn’t

let it get this way, knowing full well what his son was like. The