Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Macey POV

I felt like an idiot ringing Everly, but I couldn’t sit there and try to hold myself together in front of Zoe; she was too emotional, and seeing her cry would make me bloody cry. The woman was a damn onion. Zoe wore her emotions for the world to see. I loved that about her, but I just wanted silence right now.

Everly was the opposite. I swear she is made of steel. It took a lot to break the woman. Everly was our rock. She was the glue that held us all together; she never judged, questioned, and was just there when you needed her, no matter what.

So that is why I chose her. I would have gone home to mum, but even she wasn’t an option. She would blame me, and rightfully so. Mum loved Tatum, and so did Taylor. Now Tatum was just another person ripped away from her right as she got used to them, another way I had failed her.

Taylor was at Zoe’s, and I was going to go over and pick her up, but I decided against it as I climbed into m y car. I felt terrible knowing I was ruining her night, yet I knew Tatum would come home eventually, and I couldn’t face him. I just hoped he only needed time to get himself together.

I should have known better. Werewolf men are all the same. They want heirs, something I couldn’t provide. Was it too much to ask for somebody to want me and not what I could give them?

My phone vibrates as I am about to pull out of the driveway. I stop, and my hands are racing to dig it out o f my handbag shakily. Tatum’s name pops up. It is only a text message, and I open it.

Tatum: Can you leave the back door open? I have lost my keys.

Macey: I’m still home; I haven’t left.

Tatum: I will grab some clothes tomorrow while you’re at work.

Macey: Want me to drop some clothes over to you? Where are you?

Tatum: No, and I am at Creed’s place. I don’t want to see you right now. Just leave me be. You and Taylor can stay there until we figure something else out.

Macey: I’ll leave my keys in the mailbox for you. I am not staying in your house while you sleep on your friend’s couch. I replied before tossing my phone back into my bag.

It rings, C)4;|»Gd I ignore it. I don’t want a handout, and I am not living in a house that belongs to someone

who wants nothing to do with me.

Turning my car off, I twist the house key off before heading inside. I grab one of the moving boxes from the shed and load up some of Taylor’s toys that I know she won’t go without before grabbing her school clothes and my work uniforms, and our documentation. The rest I will organize to pick up later. If not, I’ll just dip into my savings to replace it.

I knew how this worked. It wasn’t the first time I let myself get my hopes up. Once I had my bag packed and a box under my arms full of Taylor’s stuff, I flicked off the lights and locked the door.

Everly’s, angry with myself. If I had told him from the start, I could have avoided all this. We would still be perfect strangers that f*cked once on

My mind was plagued with what I would tell Taylor. She really likes Tatum, and he was good to her and the first real father

her. I was warned by my mother not to get involved with him. My mother was right. He was no good.

the panic I felt

she couldn’t be found, so I went to the parking garage. I had just gotten Taylor into her car seat when he attacked me from behind. He slammed my head into the door trim, splitting my forehead open. Luckily, the keys were still clutched in my hand, and all I kept thinking was that I needed to lock the

always choose her, even if it cost my life. That’s what being a parent is. You give your last breath so they can take another. I was a rogue, and Preston was Slasher Pack’s Gamma’s son. His reputation was on the line,

thing I could at the time. I hit the speed dial on my phone, which was Valarie’s number. I then dropped the phone while he smashed the windows, trying to get to her. Until Valarie could get to her, I needed to keep him distracted. And that’s what I did. Taylor was screaming her head off in the car, but I just kept thinking I couldn’t let him touch her, so I kept getting

I picked up a broken piece of glass and plunged it into his neck. Valarie came out moments later, frantic with a bat she had stolen on her way out that she grabbed from one of the display stands. Yet it was too late, Preston was bleeding out at my feet, and I

could do was stare at his dead

kill him,” Valarie said to me. I remember staring at her when she raised the bat and hit him in the head. Once, twice, thrice. “I did! Now get in the car

up putting me in the car, and she made a call. At the time, I was in too much shock for it to register

wrap and said it was self-defense.

Valarie, Kalen, and Everly, and myself because when Valarie brought me back to the hotel, she rang Everly to help clean me up. After that, we never spoke of it again. Yet today, I still have the bat, the bat

that, she put me in self-defense classes and watched Taylor for me while I went to

of that helplessness, only this time it was my fault. My phone rang in my bag, and Everlys ringtone played. Reaching over, I grabbed it

you? Did you pick up

wake her or Zoe,” I answered.

hung up. I couldn’t remember if I said goodbye o r not or if I hung up on her. I felt numb, stuck in memories of

driver’s side door

in, starting m y car before

the front of the car. She

I tell her, but she pats the hood, and I roll

our weight. Everly rests her head on my shoulder, and I wrap my arms around her. And she asks what happened and I

“Where’s Valen?”

still inside,”

sorry for ruining your

because she was right, no one

says. “And if

switch a situation.                                  

I admit and she nods. “It will be alright. She has you, Zoe,