Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 63

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 63

The following morning was a rat race, as we tried to get the kids dressed and ready for the day. Pulling a shirt over Valarian’s head, he instantly whined as I crinkled the collar.

“Valarian, I haven’t got time, not today,” I told him. Of all the days he wanted to have a meltdown, it had to be the day of the Alpha meeting. It would be held at 3 PM, and I was a nervous wreck already. Valarian chucks a full-on meltdown, tugging at his shirt and crying. Valen came over from making his and Casey’s cereal. The shirt looked acceptable to me before gripping the hem and lifting it off him.

“Calm down, the Hotel is fine, Everly. You’re stressing for no reason,” Valen says while wandering off to get him a new shirt. Valen returns with a button-up one and carefully does the buttons, making sure not to wrinkle his shirt before sitting Valarian at the table.

My brain felt fried with the list of things I had to check once back to the Hotel and help set up, though Valen assured me he would hel p. How I wasn’t sure because I needed him to watch both kids since Zoe and I would be helping set up.

“I have to duck down to the council really quick, then I will head to the hotel to help you,” Valen tells me.

“Well, you need to take the kids with you. Zoe and Marcus are already setting up, and I need to check the restaurant and check off the catering supplies,” I tell him.

“No, my father is watching them for us, and I already asked Zoe who was fine with him taking Casey too, you just have to meet him downstairs in the wine garden. There is a kid play area,” Valen says, coming over and pecking my lips.

“Wait, what time,” I called after him.

“Just head down after they finish eating. Dad’s taking them to the movies and to lunch and will meet us at the Hotel,” Valen called over his shoulder before walking out the door. I sighed, looking over at the kids who were happily eating their fruit loops. Thank god Kalen was taking them. I don’t think I could handle their sugar rush today.

The wine gardens were lovely, though the stares I received from everybody were beginning to annoy me. I couldn’t wait until it was out just so people would fuck off with their glares.

Casey and Valarian were climbing on the climbing frames and swinging on the frames when I got a text message from Kalen saying he was running a little late. Though I was surprised he had my phone number, Valen must have given it to him.

“Ah Casey, don’t eat that,” I tell her, racing over as she was about to eat a snail.

“But why, that lady is,” Casey says, pointing to the woman a t the tables who was eating Escargot snails. Valarian pulls a face at the woman as she eats one that was on her lettuce.

“Still don’t eat it. Snail slime is poisonous,” I tell her, wiping her hands free of the handful of snails she had collected from the garden.

“Then why is she eating them?” Argh, come on Kalen, then you can answer these questions, I internally groaned.

“Because they are a delicacy, and they are cooked, not fresh from the garden,” I tell her.

“Gross, if you ask me, why would anyone eat a slug?” Valarian asked, plucking a snail from the garden where I just made Casey drop them. It came out of its shell, and he drops it, pulling a face, and I chuckle at him when a voice from another table reaches my ears.

“Seems AIpha Valen needs to up his standard, especially for the price we pay, letting rogues in here, such a shame,” the middle aged woman says, turning her gaze to me.