Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 42

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son by Jessicahall Chapter 42

Everly POV

“You look worried, ” Kalen states. He leaned forward before standing up, he motioned toward my chair, and I walked over to it before taking my seat. Kalen takes the seat on the other side of my desk.

“No, I kind of expected it. You here too, what? Threaten me about telling Valen about Valarie? ” I ask while pulling my phone from my pocket and sitting it on the desk.

“You think that little of me?”

“Well, you did let your mate die, so what else should I think?”

“I never intended for that to happen. I loved Val, she.. I was coming to claim her, and she always hid how bad it was,”

“Bullshit, “

“You think I wouldn’t take it back if I could?” I didn’t care to hear his excuses, and I knew Tatum would be lurking around, so if needed, I only had to call out to him.

“What do you want?” I ask him.

“Let Valen mark you, ” I fold my arms across my chest and sit back, I didn’t expect that.

“No, “

“Don’t be stupid, Everly. Do you want to turn out like Valarie?”

“And whose fault is that?” I spat at him.

“F*cking stubborn woman, you’re just like her. Set in your ways, “

“Marking me will solve nothing, five years I lived with him screwing around, am I supposed to forget that, forget him turfing me out in the rain when I tried to tell him?”

Kalen scrubs a hand down his face. “My son won’t take anyone besides his mate, and I need some kind of leverage against your father, “

“My father is not my issue,”

“Don’t be so stupid. I am trying to stop a war, ” “And you think I am the answer to it. My father won’t care if I marry Valen or mate and mark him. He hates me and me having a kid to him will only make him hate me more if he finds out,”

“You have no idea what’s at stake here, ” “For you or me?”

“Both,”

“Then tell me I am not a damn mind reader you need to be either transparent or get out of my office, “

“I know you don’t trust me, Everly. But I am trying to do the right thing here, “

“You’re right; I don’t so cut to the chase. What is it you really want?”

“I want my son to be happy. I want my grandson to be a part of his life,” He pauses and sighs heavily.

“I want to make up for the past. I want to do what’s right by Valarie, what she would have wanted, ” He says, and I chew my lip.

“How does letting Valen mark me help you with my father, “

“Because when does, you are going to announce whose daughter you are,”

“Excuse me?”

“Valen won’t mark Ava now he knows he has a mate,

“I am not sure I understand what you are getting at, ” I told him when my phone started ringing and vibrating on the table. I glance at it, and so does Kalen, who motions me to answer it since it was the school.

The moment I answered, Valarian’s teacher was screeching at me through the phone. I jerked the phone away from my ear and placed it on the loudspeaker, so I didn’t rupture an eardrum. Kalen shook his head while I tried to get her to calm down.

“Ms. Summers, a man has come and stolen your Valarian and Little Casey from class. He just walked out with them. He is claiming Valarian is his son,” I growl, annoyed while Kalen smiled, muttering under his breath.

“Alpha Valen, ma’am?”

“Yes, do you know that no good scoundrel?”

I roll my eyes. Alpha Valen wasn’t the most favored Alpha among rogues. Kalen cleared his throat, and I sighed, knowing I had to admit there was no kidnapping, and Valen is his father.

“Yes, he is Valarian’s father, he took him to school for me this morning, ” I tell her, and Kalen nods and folds his arms, obviously happy with my answer. I didn’t get Kalen; I thought for sure he would be here trying to warn me away from his son, not encourage me to be with him.

I narrow my eyes at him, listening to her tell me I needed to fill forms out at the school, that Valen had to hand in his ID, and yadda, yadda like anyone would actually be able to stop the feared Alpha Valen even if he broke the law, he was the law in the City.

“I will speak to him,” I assure her before hanging up. I grit my teeth and start searching my contact list for his number before hitting dial. He answered it after a couple of rings, and I snapped at him before he had a chance to speak.

“Why has the school rang me to say you have kidnapped Valarian and Casey?”

“I have done no such thing. Technically I am still on school property,” he states, and I rub my forehead before pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration.

“Valarian’s teacher just rang me, Valen. Where is my son?” I ask through gritted teeth. I was beginning to get a headache.