Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 147

Chapter 148

Everly 4 months later

It was scorching hot today, and Macey, Ava, Zoe, and I had just left from the final dress fitting. It wasn’t my dress that needed altering, but Zoe’s this time. Her growing baby bump was getting bigger every day. 

“I just need to grab bread and milk. I don’t feel like stopping after getting Valarian from school,” I tell the girls as we step out of the bridal store. “I’ll come; I need to grab a few things too,” Macey says, slipping her sunglasses on. Zoe pulled the sunshade over the stroller, and we walked the short distance to the shopping center. It was easier to walk than wrangle all three girls in the car and the stroller. Walking into the shops, I sigh as the cold air conditioning sweeps over us.

We walk through the shopping center when Macey shrieks, making us all nearly jump out of our skin when she takes off toward a store. “Man, this baby has more clothes than I do at this point,” Zoe whines as Macey bounces on her heels, holding up a blue Winnie the Pooh onesie. 

“No, Macey, please! I am running out of places to put all his clothes,” Zoe whines, but Macey wasn’t hearing it as she wandered into the store. I waited out the front, the store was much too small for me to navigate the stroller around.

When Macey comes out, she is holding two bags full of baby boy clothes. 

“You’re impossible,” Zoe tells her, but she thanks her anyway. “So, have you and Tatum had any luck yet?” Ava asks her, nudging me aside and taking over the pushing of the stroller. 

“No. We met one surrogate the other week, but Doc said the chances of finding a she-wolf to donate her eggs is near impossible. So we thought of adopting,” she sighs, and I nibble my lip. Tatum and Macey wanted a child, and Macey wanted to give Tatum his own child, but her options were limited.

And besides human donor eggs, she had had no luck. 

“The surrogate?” Zoe asks. 

“A little cooky, and Tatum worried she wasn’t of sound mind to carry and hand the child over at the end,” Macey says. 

“Some things aren’t meant to be,” she states as we walk into the grocer. I grab a few groceries, so does Macey. I was excited to get home, and poor Zoe’s feet were so swollen from standing all day, so I knew she wanted to get home too. We were at the checkout, and I had just set my basket down when Zoe nudged me with her elbow toward the self-serve across from us.

Looking up, I see Amber. I tried to find her after the attack from Nixon, but as soon as she was better, she left the hospital. And I had no idea where she was even living, though we heard rumors that she was homeless. We constantly checked the homeless shelter to see if she showed up, but never found any sign of her.

“Is it weird that I feel terrible for her?” Zoe whispers as she scans her minimal items. Macey leans against the register and peers over at her. 

“No, she lost everything. Her family, her pack. We have been where she is.That is probably why,” I tell her. Ava smiles sadly. Amber was our friend growing up, so seeing her down in the dumps bothered me. This was not the Amber we were accustomed to. The clerk bags our items when I hear her self serve register go off, saying her card declined. My stomach sinks, and I peer over to see what she is buying, only to find canned food and toilet paper. Was she really struggling that bad?

 “Evie.” Zoe whispers, nudging me and nodding toward her.

Zoe was too kindhearted, and most in her position wouldn’t care for the girl after all the heartache she sat by and kept tight lipped about. But we knew exactly what it was like to be in her shoes. “So who’s going over there?” Macey sighs, looking at us expectantly.

A smile slips onto my face, and Zoe nods to me. Crossing over to the self-serve area, she tries her card again, only for it to decline before turning to the girl overseeing to ask her to remove some items.