Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 123

Macey POV

My head was swimming. I couldn’t bring myself to tell them about Carter being my mate. I wanted nothing to do with the vile man that would allow the woman I considered to be my sister to be violated the way she was. Yet shame coursed through me.I felt like I didn’t deserve to be around her after what my mate had done to her. Was I cursed when it came to men? Am I the bad omen for my girls? I was seriously considering it because unless Tatum marked me. I was as good as dead once I rejected Carter, and my mate ruined Zoe’s life, and his father was responsible for killing Everly’s mother and my mate by kidnapping her sister.

However, Carter being my mate, left multiple additional issues because I will be rejecting him, but then what will happen with Taylor? Who would look after her and love her the way I do? My mum was getting old, plus she had my brother and his mate living with her, and as much as I love my brother, he wasn’t exactly a good role model.

After showering and checking in with Kalen and the kids, I headed to see Tatum. At the moment, he was the only good thing going in my life other than Taylor.

 Because everything felt like it was falling into tatters, and I had no idea how to come back from this, I saw the hell Everly went through without Valen. Saw how Kalen’s rejection killed Valarie, so what would me rejecting Carter do? what would be the consequence of that?

Walking down the corridor to his ward, I stopped and spoke with his physio lady. Her name was Tracey, and she was the one helping us get him back on his feet, she warned me he was in a mood before I left her going to find his room. I knew something was wrong before I even opened the door. I could hear him cursing and heard glass break as he tossed something.

Pushing the door open, I found Tatum on the ground, his crutches by the bed.

“Stupid fucking leg!” He curses with a growl. Immediately I rushed to his side, gripping under his arms to help pull him.

“Why didn’t you use the crutches?” I asked him when he pushed me away, forcing me to drop him. He grunts,  I move to help him again when he snarls at me.

“Just fucking leave me, Macey, stop fucking mothering me,” he snaps. 

I roll my eyes. I had put up with his pity parties before, only this time when I ignored him and retrieved the wheelchair pushing beside him. He growled angrily at me and punched it.

“Just fuck off. For once in your God damn life, Macey, stop trying to fix everything,” he snaps. I go-to reply when he holds up a hand, cutting me off.

“Don’t! I am fucking sick of it. I am useless, and I don’t want you feeling sorry for me,”

“I don’t feel sorry for you. You’ll be fine. Tracey said you did great today. It’s only a matter of time, and soon you’ll be walking around,” I tell him, trying to lift his mood.

“Want the crutches instead?” I ask him, moving to retrieve them.

“Get out!” Tatum snarls at me, and I freeze, glancing at him over my shoulder.

“Pardon?”

“You just can’t help yourself. Always gotta try to fix everything. My leg is fucked, Macey. It ain’t getting any better, and I am sick of you telling me it will, so just get out. This isn’t going to work,” he says, turning to look away.

“Tatum? You’re just having a bad day, you’ll see. I can help you shower, then how about we go outside?” I tell him, leaning down and offering him my hand when he slaps it away.

“I said leave. I don’t want you here. Are you fucking deaf?” He snaps, yet his words pissed me off before I realized it. I had slapped him.

“You dare speak to me like this after everything, where the fuck is your family? Huh? Who has been here every fucking day? You don’t get to speak to me that way. You think you’re the only one having a shitty day? ” I snap at him while he rubs his cheek. I know he was upset about his legs and needing help and relying on people, but that is no reason to take it out on me.

“I am fucking useless, don’t you see that? I couldn’t even help you today to get Zoe back. I had to hear about it through the damn mind link!” Tatum yells.

“No one expected your help Tatum, we had it handled, and I am not here to visit your damn fucking leg. I am here because for once I needed you,” I tell him.

“Well, I don’t want you here. I am sick of you babying me, so just leave,” I growl that he was trying to kick me and click my tongue. Fine, Tracey can deal with his stupid ass, and I will see him tomorrow.

“I get your upset, so I will just leave you and come see you tomorrow,” I tell him, heading toward the door before beating him senselessly or breaking his other damn leg. I did not need this drama right now. I just wanted to spend time with him, maybe get a hug so I could pretend for a few moments everything was okay.

As I grip the door handle, Tatum speaks, making me stop.

“Macey?” He says, and I look at him just as he pulls himself up to sit on the edge of the bed. 

“Don’t come back tomorrow; I have been thinking about it all day, and I can see it isn’t going to work, so please don’t make this harder than it needs to be for once. Just do as I ask,” I swallowed, my throat suddenly clogged and my eyes burned with the urge to break down. He was seriously going to break up with me? Over a leg? Or was he using it as an excuse since I couldn’t give him a kid? I go to ask, needing to know when he shakes his head.

“Just go, Macey, we are done,” he says and my eyebrows raise. 

I really am cursed.

Suddenly, I found myself speechless. I didn’t know how to answer, so I just nodded my head before walking out. Something else was taken from me; I just needed to pretend, if only briefly, that I would find a solution where there was none. I needed to pretend someone other than a monster would want me. Clearly, I wasn’t even allowed that moment’s grace.

I couldn’t stop the tears when I climbed back into the car. Everything was so fucked up! It felt stupid crying, pointless, and a waste of time, yet I couldn’t seem to stop as I headed toward the hotel. I couldn’t go back to Everly and Zoe like this. They had enough stress at the moment, so instead, I went to work. I needed the distraction.

Yet, pulling up, I saw the project manager out front talking to someone in a suit before realizing it was Everly’s lawyer. He must be here to drop off the new deeds to the place. Getting out of my car, I learn that is exactly what he is here for.He hands me the paperwork and goes over it with me on the hood of my car. When he is done, he bids me farewell. I watch him walk back to his car when I sing out to him.

“Ah, Joseph? I don’t suppose I can ask for your help with something?” I call out, and he stops.

“Of course, what is it you need?” He asks.

“Everything I tell you is confidential, right?” I ask him.

“Yes, if you are my client, it is. Why do you ask?”

“Because I need to do something, but I don’t want Everly and Zoe finding our,” his brows furrow. ‘

“May I ask what it is?”