Another two months later.
Today was the day, the last inspection to say whether or not all our hard work had paid off. Macey, Zoe, and I watched as Valarie talked to the health and safety inspector from the balcony. He had walked around the entire building with his measuring tape and torch, his clipboard tucked under his arm and pen behind his ear as he went over every nook and cranny in this place.
We secretly called him the birdman. His nose looked more like a beak, his beady little eyes too far apart. Macey snorts when a gust of wind has him clutching his toupee. It was chocolate brown and not even close to the greying on the sides of his head. Valarie watched over his shoulder as he wrote on his clipboard on the front lawn, giving the place one last scrutiniz
A week later, Alpha Kalen, Valarie’s mate, stood across from me as we watched her get lowered into the ground at the rogue cemetery. Zoe and Macey stood beside me, and Macey’s mother watched our kids at the Hotel for us. Four people and the tow truck driver were the only people who attended and her lawyer. I tried my best not to look at the man responsible for her death. We all spoke, sharing our stories with Valarie; her mate said nothing and remained silent. I wondered what he was thinking. Did he hate himself as much as I hated him? To do this to such a wonderful woman angered me. The coroner said she died from organ failure caused by the mate bond; there were no other health issues or any explanations. It pissed me off that he was healthy and alive because he was an Alpha an
Valen POV 4 years Later I stared at my father as he gave me one of his many lectures. It irritated me that he thought he could still dictate my life. My secretary comes in, placing a steaming cup of coffee on my desk as he droned on before handing him one. He sips it before leaning forward and putting it on my desk, the sight instantly irritating me. Two fucking inches away, he knows how much I hate it. I grab his mug and place it on the coaster before sitting back. “You need to sort your life out Valen, you are getting too old to be messing around constantly with these whores you play with and getting blind drunk every night. If I had known you would be this irresponsible, I never would have handed the pack over to you,” “My personal life is none of
Everly POV I watched Zoe blow out her candles. Today was her 21st birthday, and I was blessed to call her one of my best friends. She is more like a sister to me. Zoe and Macey filled the places where my family should have been, but now I was happy with how far we all had come; we didn’t need anyone; we only needed each other. “Happy 21st,” I whisper to her, giving her a hug after setting the cake down. “Oh, we need napkins,” I tell Zoe before rushing off back to the kitchen. I go into the storeroom, grabbing a box of refills down and pulling a handful out before placing the box on the shelf. Just as I walk back out, Zoe rushes into the kitchen, her face pale and a look of horror on her face. She smacks straight into me before grabbing my arms
Valen POVI wasn’t proud of my actions after leaving the Hotel and my mate. Ashley wouldn’t stop crying and demanding to know who Everly was to me, but I also knew if I told her right now, it would be all over the City by the end of the day, and the last thing I wanted was the media hunting Everly down and harassing her. So, I remained quiet the entire drive until I pulled up out of the front of her house. Ashley reaches for me, and I pull away.I couldn’t stand her touch; it repulsed me, and my entire body was pulling me back in the direction of my mate. I needed to figure out something fast. I had been away from her for only five minutes. I don’t know how my father survived my mother dying. This was agony, and barely any time slipped past. “We have a proposition for you.” my father says.“Which I don’t fucking agree to,” John’s daughter says, cutting my father off.“Ava, you will do as you’re told, now sit there and shut up,” John snaps at her, his aura rushing over her, and I thought it odd that she wasn’t able to resist. She was definitely old enough to take over her father’s pack, so why hadn’t he handed it down to her yet? Was it the issue with the media?“Son, please just take a seat,” My father says, and I growl, pulling a chair out and sitting down in it.“Now, John and I have been in discussions over the last couple of
Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son Chapter 21
“We have a proposition for you.” my father says.“Which I don’t fucking agree to,” John’s daughter says, cutting my father off.“Ava, you will do as you’re told, now sit there and shut up,” John snaps at her, his aura rushing over her, and I thought it odd that she wasn’t able to resist. She was definitely old enough to take over her father’s pack, so why hadn’t he handed it down to her yet? Was it the issue with the media?“Son, please just take a seat,” My father says, and I growl, pulling a chair out and sitting down in it.“Now, John and I have been in discussions over the last couple of
Everly POV The following day I thought I had made it; I thought I could go the entire day without dealing with mate dramas. Once he realized I was his mate, and after his persistence yesterday, I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I would be hearing from him. Valen didn’t seem like the type that was used to being knocked back by a woman. But he had to get used to it. There was no way I would allow my son to be taken from me. Stepping out of my office, I groan when I see him walking down the corridor toward me and was going to turn in the opposite direction to escape out the side door and back to the safety of my apartment before having to retrieve my son from Preschool. “Everly,” “What? Alpha Valen, I am busy,” I call over my shoulder. He jogs after me. “Too busy to speak with your mate?” He asks. “Yep, definitely too busy for you,” I tell him, continuing toward the door that led outside. “Hmm, so you h
All afternoon I was in a terrible mood. I couldn't concentrate or focus on anything. Two days in a row, I had seen Valen, and the bond was buzzing, and I could feel it was making it increasingly difficult to do anything. On top of that, I had his lingering threat and the worry that came with it. He had the power to destroy the Hotel we saved, and Valarie gave it to Valarian and me. I felt protective of it; we built this place from its bare bones and gave it back life. I wasn't about to stand by and let him take from us. Yet I would be powerless against him in a City where rogues meant nothing. It would be a lie if I said I wasn't worried; I was. Macey, Zoe, and I have worked our asses off for years building this place back up. And for him to threaten to destroy it made my blood boil, the question lingering in the back of my mind, would he really destroy this place, harm his own mate's business all because I refused to give into him? "Ah mummy," Valerian's worried voi
Valen stared around my office, it used to be Valarie's apartment, but we converted it into office space. I found it challenging to come here before. Memories always brought back heartache, so we revamped it, and now the place didn't haunt me. Yet, seeing Valen standing here in what used to be her home filled me with sadness. She loved her son, and here he stood unaware that this place, the Hotel, used to belong to the woman who had given birth to him. What kind of man would he be if she was given a chance to raise him, I wondered. I watch him for a few seconds, and he stops at the shelving before rearranging it. My brows furrow as I watch him straighten the ornaments making them line up; it was one thing seeing my son do odd things like that, but a grown man? His movement was str