Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 65

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 65

Everly POV

We had managed to lose one of the cheese platters for one table and the three snack platters, and I had rung Valen, who said he would sort it out and bring some from his restaurant. Sliding my hand bag over my shoulder after that mini heart attack was sorted, I finally wal ked to my office. Retrieving the letters, I stuffed them and the keys in the safe when my office door opened, and Kalen walked in. All dressed nicely in his suit, looking every part of the Alpha he should, he flopped into a chair looking exhausted, although dressed to impress. While I looked like a staff member, not that I owned pretty formal dresses or would wear them, I preferred organizing the events, not being a part of them.

“Where is Valarian?” I asked him.

“Just dropped him to Zoe with Casey. Valen is taking the platters you needed to the kitchen,” he says, looking rather frazzled.

“Is everything okay?” I asked, wondering why he had hunted me down, though people had arrived early. However, the function didn’t officially start for another hour. Grabbing the box with the name labels in them for the tables, I tucked it under my arm.

“Oh, we are moving again,” Kalen chuckled, reaching for the box under my arm. He takes it from me. Following me out of my office.

“Is there a reason you came searching for me?” I asked him. Kalen cleared his throat, and I could tell he was nervous about something. He told me about losing the kids and about the snails which made me chuckle.

“You’re not upset?” Kalen asked, and I shook my head.

“Nope, I lost Valarian for an hour when he was two. He wandered out of the apartment, found him in the daycare, the scariest hour of my life. I was frantic. These things happen,” I tell him, walking back toward the restaurant when I spotted my father by the end of the corridor. He was in a gray suit talking to someone with his back to us.

“I also needed to speak to you about Valen,” Kalen said before stopping and looking at me when he realized I had stopped. He followed my gaze to where my father was talking to someone. Kalen looked at me before looking at the door beside me and stuffed me into a storage room where we kept linens.

“Kalen?” I heard my father call out, but luckily I was already obscured inside the darkroom. Kalen looked at me and stuffed the box in my arms, shutting the door but not wholly .

“Alpha John, lovely to see you again,” Kalen said when I heard my father growl at him.

“What the f*ck is shit I heard from Alpha Nixon’s wife saying your son was marrying another,” my father snarled angrily.

“Our deal still stands, Alpha John,”

“Not if your son doesn’t marry my f*cking daughter. We had a deal,” my father snarled, and I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to muffle any noises when I bumped a shelf and knocked something off it. I quickly darted behind the door.

“What was that?” my father asked, and the door was suddenly shoved open.

“I must have bumped something; I was looking for a bathroom and wandered into a linen closet,” Kalen said, his back coming into view as he opened the door, blocking me from my father as he peered in.

“F*cking reeks of rogue in here, why of the places your son would hold it here is beyond me, did you know this place is apparently owned by a rogue-whore, Alpha Nixon’s wife told me,” my father says, and the door shuts again, once again Kalen left it slightly ajar, and I looked between the gap.