Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 66

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 66

Making my way to the restaurant I handed the name cards to one of the waitresses who quickly raced around placing them out following the seating arrangements. Valen came out of the kitchen with a garment bag slung over his shoulder and smiled when he spotted me. He was dressed in a black suit, looking handsome like always. Valarian was also dressed in a suit and was playing with Casey with some other children that had arrived early when Valen approached me, coming up behind me. He nestled his face into my neck which earned a curious stares when his hand went to my hip to tug me back against him.

“You’re not wearing that,” he growled and looked down at my uniform.

“And I am not wearing that, if it is a dress,” I told him as he draped it over my arm as I rearranged some of the decorations.

“Ah, well, good thing it’s not. I know you don’t wear dresses because I have yet to see you in one. Although you will have to wear a dress eventually,”

“And why is that Alpha Valen?” I asked. “Because usually the groom wears a suit to a wedding, so for one day you will have to suck it up and wear a dress,”

“I like how you assume I will marry you. What if I want to keep my name?”

“We can hyphenate it,” he chuckles, kissing my jaw while I pull a face at the thought.

“Fine Solace it is,” I laugh.

“Good choice because I wasn’t changing mine to Valen Summers,” he says and I swat his arm with my hand.

“Go get changed,” he says, giving me a nudge toward the rear doors that led to the back where my apartment was. I sighed, taking the garment bag and heading for my apartment. I changed quickly into the white pants suit before running the brush through my hair and tying it up. Looking in the mirror, I pursed my lips before walking into Zoe’s room and rummaging through her make -up bag and taking some of her cosmetics.

I did a rush job of my makeup knowing people would be already arriving and I still had to place a few things out on the tables and check the seating arrangements again. Last thing we needed was for rival Alphas and outside Alphas being seated together. Looking in the mirror one last time, I felt like an imposter and sucked in a sharp breath. Trying to find the courage to go out there and face not only my father but all those Alphas who were here for the announcement.

After today everything will change, I would no longer be Everly, the rogue, but Luna Everly, and that thought scared me as much as it excited me. How over the years I had changed. From having nothing to becoming a Hotel owner, and soon once more, to Luna. Our village was growing larger, and that responsibility hung heavily over me. Valerie’s voice came to mind; whenever the health and safety people would mock our attempts to get this place running.

Micha was the worst. Zoe blackmailed him into helping fix the wiring in the place. He walked around and checked the place out. He then burst out laughing in our faces. He found it hilarious.

” I am not wasting my time; you will never get this place up and running, ” he mocked with a shake of his head. Valarie refused to hear it. She stepped forward, and I saw the fear in his eyes while she held none. The woman was fearless.

Micha had taken a frightened step back at the look she gave him. He dared not challenge her. There was something with the way she carried herself;

she  did not fear pack wolves. No, Valarie was her own pack, and she let us be a part of it; she protected us, and this was home. True Alphas preserve their home and those that live in it; she was our Alpha. Micha visibly gulped as she got up close and sneered as she looked him up and down. She said two words as she snatched the tool from his hand. Two words that always stuck with me.

Micha challenged her, and she loved a challenge.

“Watch me, ” she said before turning on her heel and walking to the power box. She shut the power off and undid the screws holding the cover over the exposed wires. I shook my head at the memory and smiled to myself. It kind of became our mantra.

Fueled by everyone trying to knock us back. The day before we got the official notice and were told we could open our doors, we sat in the restaurant admiring our handy work. The place looked fantastic.

We were sipping our beers covered in paint and god knows what else. Valerie was leaning against the counter, watching us. She always watched us. She always let us know how proud she was of what we had accomplished.

“We actually did it, ” she said, and we nodded. All of us were exhausted, yet our spirits were good.

“You will never do it. That is what I will tell you girls from now on,” Valarie laughed.

“Watch us,” we said collectively with a laugh. ” That’s my girls, and they will watch, and you will show them what us rogues are made of,” she said proudly. It became our mantra and when I fell behind in my night classes, trying to juggle kids, work, and school, I felt defeated. Valerie wandered over to me, cigarette between her lips where I sat sulking, looking at my failed test. My bag was between my feet, I had opened the letter before leaving and was supposed to leave for class. I sighed and rested my head against the brick wall, feeling like I had let her down.

“What are you looking at?” she asked. “My stupid test, I failed,” I grumbled.

“Let me look,” she said, snatching the paper from my hands. She peered at it and sighed.

“Might as well throw in the towel, you’ll never do it, ” she clicked her tongue, and I squinted my eyes at her. The corner of her lips tugged in the corners. ” Should probably quit this place too, barely made a dent. The place looks like crap,” she said,

motioning around to all the work we slaved our asses off doing all day.