Category: Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess

Everly had been put on bed rest. She had made it to 30 weeks pregnant, and Doc said at the moment, there was a chance she wouldn’t carry the pregnancy to term. He also told us at her last appointment that she would need to have a c-section. But with everything going on, we hadn’t.. even started setting up the nursery. Everly wanted to come, but she could barely walk […]

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We had an entire week of funerals and memorials. Everything felt wrong, though, the city was quiet as we tried to settle back into life. Tatum was in an induced coma. They saved his leg, but infection spread everywhere, and Macey had been sick with worry, barely leaving his bedside. Zoe and I had been alternating with taking Taylor. Ava busied herself with work, and so did I. Anything to […]

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There are no winners in a war. Either way, somebody loses, and even the winners lose. They lose friends, family, humanity, and themselves. We won the battle, but no one wins the war because no one walks away unscaffed after witnessing such carnage, such loss, and it always ends in grief. Grief shows you how valuable life is but also how cruel life is. It shows you the darkness of […]

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My hands hit the door, jarring them with the force as I burst onto the roof. Ava screamed and ripped the kids behind her body, using herself as a shield, and I twisted, slamming it shut. The racket coming from the stairwell was deafening as I stared at the door where I had just abandoned my mother pulling my gaze from the door. Ava rushed over, jamming a piece of […]

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Another four weeks later. Everly POV Mum was getting blood tests, and the vaccine needed to be administered every few days now. I have just hit the 2nd trimester, and the Hotel was only a few weeks from finished. Valen sold most of his shares to pay half the debt owed to Nixon. Still, Nixon pressed for more, and we had enough. Valen’s scientists had managed to replicate the vaccine […]

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Everly POV We helped Macey settle in, and Valen was pissed off with Tatum and even rang him. Though he assured me that it wasn‘t that she couldn‘t have kids, that it was because she didn‘t tell him from the start and to give him space. I tried to tell Macey this, but she wouldn‘t listen and said she was done and that it was for the best. 1 Macey had gone to get Taylor from Zoe‘s the following morning, and she would be staying on the floor below. I knew everything would work out in the end. Macey was stubbom, and once you hurt her, she walked. She always said she didn‘t have time for drama, and she was right. None of us did, yet we always found ourselves stuck in it. “I will go grab Valarian from your father,” I tell Valen as I scoop up my handbag from off the floor by the hallstand. I rummaged for my keys before spotting the ring box. With everything going on, I forgot to give it to him. I grabbed it, and his arms wrapped around me from behind, and he kissed my shoulder. I went to open it, but now I knew why Dion was so insistent on this ring. Because it actually matched and had similar marked patterns etched around the outside. Valen’s hand clamps over my mine, closing the box before I can open it. “Put it in the safe. Save it for when I marry you,” he purrs. “You don‘t want to see?” I ask him, and he confirms my thoughts. “Nope. I trust Dion helped you pick it out, so I know it will match,” he chuckles. I sighed, closing it though, I wanted to show him the engraving it had inside. I guess it could wait. “Go get Valarian,” he says, turning me around to face him. I hand him the box, and he pockets it. “Then you can put this away then,” I tell him, and he nods. Three weeks later Weeks passed, and Nixon was really pushing my father to go to the media to back him up, but after his claims, the city was divided. Valen‘s pack scientists had been trying to replicate the vaccine and had so far […]

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Macey POV I felt like an idiot ringing Everly, but I couldn’t sit there and try to hold myself together in front of Zoe; she was too emotional, and seeing her cry would make me bloody cry. The woman was a damn onion. Zoe wore her emotions for the world to see. I loved that about her, but I just wanted silence right now. Everly was the opposite. I swear […]

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I kiss him back before remembering his ring in my hand and pulling away when he growls, gripping the back of my neck; his lips cover mine again as he kisses me deeply, his tongue dominating my mouth. Oh, well, I guess I’ll give it to him later. I thought as he pushed me against the entryway hall stand. My ass hit it, making everything on the top rattle, and […]

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Chapter 110 “When are you going to do it?” Zoe asked as we waited for Dion to polish it. He was taking forever. Macey drummed her fingers on the counter impatiently. How long does it take to polish a ring? I thought to myself. “I don’t know. Kalen said he could take Valarian tonight. I could try to make us dinner and do it tonight?” I said try because the smell […]

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Everly POV Two weeks later “Everly wake up. You‘re late again,” Valen says, shaking me out of my deep sleep. A growl escapes, and I tug my pillow over my head. He growls, ripping the heavy drapes open and flooding the room with light that seared my eyeballs from their sockets.. “Everly up!” Valen growls, ripping the blanket off me. My eyes felt like sandpaper, and I was so damn exhausted. No matter how early I went to bed, I always woke up feeling like crap, and it didn‘t help that he watched me like a damn hawk. And wouldn‘t allow me any coffee, making me question if that was an addiction. I usually had two before I even did the school run, and now no caffeine has resulted in me becoming a zombie. “No, leave me,” I whined. “Valarian was ten minutes late yesterday and today. The tantrum I just dealt with was insane! Now up! You were supposed to do the school runs the last two days, and on both days, he couldn’t wake you, and I had to come home!” “I‘m tired,” I told him, reaching blindly for the blanket that he tugged away. “Up!” he says slapping my backside and earning a growl. “Why,” I whined. “Because it is time to get up!” he snaps. “Time for you to get up. I don‘t have to be anywhere,” I growl. It was my day off. I wanted to […]

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