Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 32

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 32

Everly POV

I had been trying to avoid the conversation all night, but Valarian followed me around the Hotel like a bad smell, and as we went to the apartment, I had no choice but to face the pint-sized Alpha. I never thought I would fear my son, but his aura was in full force. All afternoon people had been glancing at him as he followed me around the Hotel while I worked. I could see their curiosity, and this afternoon there was no way I could deny what he was, that he was an Alpha child.

Even Zoe had been wary around him, and as soon as we finished for the day, she practically bolted to bathe Casey, leaving me with my fuming son.

Valarian slams the door as he walks in after me, the bang is loud, and he never acted out this way, but at least he held his tongue while I worked because I could tell he was angry. I stepped out of my shoes, and I could feel his gaze watching me, wanting answers I wasn’t sure I could give him but also knew I couldn’t avoid for much longer. The officer had said too much in front of him.

“You lied to me,” Valerian states as I flick the kettle on. I grab two mugs down from the cupboard, intending to make him hot chocolate, but he smacks my hands as I go to set the mugs on the counter, the glass shattering on the ground at my feet. I press my lips together at his acting out. I know he is mad, but there was no need for that.

“Enough, ” I snap at him, and he glares at me.

“You lied,” he says before growling and startling me. “I did not lie; I just didn’t tell you the whole truth, “

“You said my father wasn’t your mate. You said he didn’t live in this city,”

” I never said that; you just assumed he didn’t live here, and I simply let you believe you were correct, “

“I hate you,” Valarian snarls at me, tears burning his eyes, and guilt runs through me. His words twisted my stomach painfully.

“Valarian, you don’t understand. It isn’t safe for you to know him,”

“Why? I hate that everyone says you are a rogue- whore. That everyone treats us differently. I see the way people look at you because we aren’t part of a pack because you don’t have a mate,” Valerian says.

“We don’t need him, I don’t need him, we do fine on our own, ”  I try  to tell him while reaching  for him.

“You may not want him as a mate, but I want my dad. I don’t want to be the rogue-whores son, I don’t want to be treated the way everyone treats you, I want my dad,” Valarian cries.

Pain radiates through my chest at his words, the rogue -whores-son. He hated how people saw me, saw him, and that realization hurt more than anything else he had said. It was one thing for an adult to be embarrassed but for him to be embarrassed for what I am called. For the first time in a long time, I was ashamed of the title bestowed on me. I rub a hand down my face trying to find a way to explain.

“Well, you can’t have him, he”

“Does he know about me?” Valerian cuts me off, and I look at him. His bottom lip quivers, and a tear escapes and rolls down his cheek, I reach for him again, but he steps away from me.

“Does my dad know I exist?” he asks again. “As I said, Valarian, it isn’t safe, “

” For you or for me? ” he demands. This boy was so much more intelligent than I gave him credit for, more observant than I gave him credit for. He was far too advanced than he should be for a child of his age.

“He doesn’t, does he? Was everything you said a lie? What about your family?” I sigh.

“My family tossed me away when they found out I was pregnant with you; they threw me away because I was rogue-whore, “

“But the officer, he said this Valen was your mate, that I looked like him,” Of all the times Valen could mess with me, why did it have to be when my son was present to witness?

“Alpha Valen is your father. He is also my mate,” I admit to him.

“Then why isn’t it safe? He has a pack. We could be a real family.”

“We are real family Valarian; we don’t need him to be a real family. We have Zoe and Macey and everyone here, ” I explain. “It’s not the same, ” “It is,”

“It’s not!” he screams at me.

” Sometimes family isn’t what you expect it to be, Valerian. My family doesn’t want me. You have people here that are family to us. They want us,”

“And my father? Would he want me if he knew about me? Does he want you?” I drop my head, and my shoulders sag.

“It’s not safe, “

“Why?” Valerian screams, his face turning red.

“Because he will take you from me! ” I yell back at him when Zoe comes out.

“Everly?” Zoe asks before pointing at the door. I hadn’t realized how angry I had become, and Valarian looked at me for the first time with fear in his eyes. Startled by his fearful expression, I look down to see my claws had slipped out. Zoe tugs Valarian away from me, and he lets her comfort him, something I should be doing and not her.

“Go! Run it off, Everly, ” Zoe says, and Valarian rushes off to his room.

“Valarian! ” I call after him, but Zoe grips both my arms.

“Go, calm down. You can talk to Valarian tomorrow when everyone is more levelheaded,”

Valen POV

Officer Richards rang just as I was getting ready to sit down for dinner. The phone rang on the table beside me, and I smiled while wondering how long Everly would take before she would ring and abuse me about harassing her friends or if she would even bother at all.

“Richards, ” I answered.