Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 37

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 37

Everly POV

My hands trembled as we pulled up out front of the Hotel. Officer Richards had driven me and had escorted me to Alpha Valen’s penthouse apartment. I wracked my brain trying to figure out how he had Valarian was here. (only desirenovel)Did he spot him at the school and take him? Did Valarian look for him, or did someone notice the uncanny resemblance between them? I had many questions, but nothing terrified me more than what happened now that Valen knew he fathered a son.

He would have to kill me before I ever let him take my son. My nerves were shot, my eyes burned from spending all afternoon and night balling like a baby. My mind instantly went to he was kidnapped, or one of the Forsaken had killed him. The relief I felt when I found out he was alive and ok was as crushing as the thought of losing him. There was nothing worse than thinking you lost a child; the what-ifs, the sheer panic, and frantic places your mind takes you were a pure nightmare. Your mind instantly goes to the worst-case scenario.

The thing you fear most in the world, losing them for good, your child suffering, and you could do nothing to help them. No sort of fear could compare to thinking you lost the most important person to you. Fear, once your parent changes. You no longer fear the boogie man. You no longer fear the dark, at least not for those same reasons you once did.

Being a parent, you become the boogie manhunter. You don’t fear him anymore. You fear ordinary people taking your child, your neighbor, the person hanging around the children’s parks; you fear people in general. You suddenly become the person checking under the bed, the person entering the shadows first, not because you don’t fear them still but because you fear them for a different reason. You fear them because you know the child behind you relies on you to keep them safe.

No , you don’t fear the dark; you fear what’s lurking in it that could hurt your child. Just the same as you no longer fear death, what you truly fear is leaving them behind, knowing nobody would love them more than you. You fear what would become of them without you.

So losing a child, no matter how briefly, nothing can compare to that sort of fear. The little person that has you getting out of bed each morning because the morning wouldn’t be worth waking up to without them.

Before children, I couldn ‘t picture a life with him in it. Yet, once he was born, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t have him like it wasn’t worth remembering. Children become all-consuming, you can’t remember not having them because your life becomes somebody else’s, it wasn’t yours anymore, it becomes theirs, and you live each day for them, so t o think you lost one? You just lost your reason for breathing.

Without them, there is no life worth living. So no fear compared to how I felt for those grueling hours of frantic searching and thinking the worst. Sometimes your own mind becomes your worst tormentor. So moving into the elevator , I felt

myself breathe, knowing he was safe, yet my anxiety never lessened because now we were back to fear number one. Someone taking my child, except it would be his own father this time.

I moved from foot to foot as the elevator traveled up to the top floor. The Hotel was lovely, and I was shocked to find that Alpha Valen’s floor was heavily guarded. Exactly who was he expecting to attack him? You had to use a key in the elevator to get to this floor. Officer Richard grabs my arm when I step out. He walks me to the middle of the corridor containing one door and five guards.

Each one stared at me curiously. It must be strange for them to see a rogue girl visiting the Alpha, oh the scandal that would result in the media, if I was spotted here. Officer Richards knocks on the door before suddenly walking off.

“Psst, ” I hiss at him, and he stops. “Where are you going?”

“Work, I was told to drop you off, not hold your hand,” he says with a smile. I was about to retort that he should remain if this turned into a violent custody disagreement when the door opened, and Beta Marcus was suddenly standing in front of me. “Luna, ” He says, and I scrunch up my face.

“Yeah, don’t call me that. Where is my son?” He steps aside, motioning for me to come in, and I step past him. The place was all open- plan, and I realized

the entire floor was just his apartment. Large windows ran the whole length from floor to ceiling, looking over the City. I bet the view would be breathtaking at night.

Hesitantly walking around, I notice another security guard sitting on the couch when I spot Valarian on the sofa beside him. The huge security guard had a game controller in his hand, and Valarian glanced at me before shrieking.

“Mum!” he squeals, placing the controller he had in his hands down and rushing over to me. But before Valarian reached me, Alpha Valen scoops him up with one arm before depositing him back on the couch. Valen kisses his head before looking at the security guard, who nods to him in some silent message.

” Stay here. I need to speak to your mother, ” Valen tells Valarian as I step closer, wanting to see my boy. I try to move toward him. My heart frantically thumping in my chest as I reach the back of the couch when Valen grips my arm and suddenly starts walking. I stumble as I am forced backward before shoving him off, earning me a growl from him.

” Don’t f*cking touch me, ” I hiss at him, making sure to keep my voice low so Valarian doesn’t overhear as we stand in his oversized kitchen.

Marcus leans on the counter, and my eyes dart to him when Valen steps closer, caging me in with his huge body and pressing me against the counter.

“You want to explain how the f*ck we have a son that I had no idea existed until he turned up on my doorstep, “

“Well, for starters, you don’t have a doorstep, just a door,” I tell him while rolling my eyes. If he was going to talk to me like shit, then this conversation is over before it started. I push on his chest, but he places his hands on either side of my hips, refusing to move.

“I am not in the mood for more of your 1, ies, now answer me,” he growls.

“Who the f*ck do you think you are? You are not my Alpha. I will not tolerate you talking to me like some child that needs a scolding now back up,” I tell him and glaring at him. His aura slips out, and the only thing keeping me upright is his body pressed against mine.

A whimper escaped my lips, having forgotten just how powerful an Alpha aura was when directed at you in anger, and he was angry, no that wasn’t a strong enough word. He was livid.

” Don’t test me, Everly, you know exactly who I am and what I am capable of, just remember if you want to leave here with my son, you better start speaking, ” He warns when Marcus comes up behind him and grips his arm. My eyes dart to him over Valen’s shoulder.

“Valen, calm down, ” Marcus whispers to him, and he growls but steps back. I breathed deeply when his aura slipped off me, allowing me to stand without wanting to collapse in a heap at his feet.

“How?” Alpha Valen says, leaning on the counter. He looks over his shoulder at our son, who is unaware of the tension behind him.

“Geez, I don’t know Valen, crept into your bed and left without saying a word.”

“What?” He growls, and I scoff. Is he really that stupid? He runs his hand down his face before rubbing his temples.

“Explain. Why would you not tell me?” he growls.

“I did tell you, same as I told you I wasn’t a rogue whore,”

“I am pretty sure I would remember if I had a son, Everly. Don’t bullshit me; it’s bad enough you fed that shit to our son,” he snarls.

“I did tell you, I also F*cking tried to tell you the night you kicked me out of your packhouse in the F*cking rain with our newborn son, I tried to tell you when I was pregnant, what did you expect me to do beg and plead for you to believe me because I F*cking tried that too, but you secretary kept telling me to bugger off, and that she would put an AVO on me”

“Was I drunk?”

“Which time, most of our encounters were when you were obliterated, not my issue that you are an alcoholic, I did my part.”

“You are so frustrating. You kept my son from me. My son is rogue because of you,” He snaps, pointing an accusing finger at me. I growl at him, and he laughs, tossing his hands in the air.