Chapter 159 – Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son

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A smile slips onto my face, and Zoe nods to me. Crossing over to the self-serve area, she tries her card again, only for it to decline before turning to the girl overseeing to ask her to remove some items.

“Leave it,” I tell the woman, waving her off. Amber jumps as I approach her. She was wary of me as I pulled my card from my wallet.

“No, no. It’s fine,” Amber tries to stop me from tapping my card on the machine. Her cheeks flame as I pay for the few things she has.

“You didn’t have to do that,” she whispers.

“Yeah, I did. Everyone needs help, Amber. Maybe not financially, but no one can say they have never struggled. And those that claim they never have, are liars.” I tell her when I feel someone brush up against me. Amber steps back, and I notice it is Zoe. She holds her hand out to Amber, one of our business cards in her hand.

“If you’re looking for work, we need kitchen staff and cleaners,” Zoe tells her. Amber takes the card and looks at it.

“You would hire me?” she asks, clearly shocked. “Why?” she says while looking between Zoe and me.

However, it was Macey that answered as she came behind us.

“Because we have been where you are,” Macey tells her, and I see Ava waiting off the side with the girls in the stroller.

“You made poor choices but did the right thing in the end,” I tell her, turning to leave her be. Zoe wanders off over to Ava. I turn to follow after Macey. “Everly?” Amber asks, and I stop. “Thank you,” she says, holding up the card and motioning toward her groceries.

I nod before walking off. Well, we tried and offered, it is up to her if she accepts our help or not.

Valen POV

A week later As I sat at the bridal table, I watched her from where I was seated. While I twisted the ring around my finger, a smile appeared on my lips. Taking off the ring, I stare down at the engraving on the inside of the ring. At last, she had given herself to me, and now she would always be able to remind me how fortunate I am to have her in my life.

‘My love, My mate, My Alpha.’the engraving read. I was complete with my Luna by my side, I was complete with my family, and I was complete with myself, content with the life we had built.

My feeling of completeness when I watched her dance with the girls and the children was something I had never experienced before. It was the last piece to put everything together, and she looked stunning. It was the perfect finish to everything.

Her hair was pinned back from her face, and her hair cascaded down her back in soft dark curls. Small flowers were pinned into her hair. She looked like some sort of princess in a fairytale. I couldn’t wait to mess up her hair to see those curls turn messy and damp as I slammed into her from behind.

She wore an ivory and beige lace dress that hugged every curve of her body, flaring out at her hips in pale silk that seemed to enhance her every curve in a subtle way. Curves I couldn’t wait to trace with my hands and mouth. As her arms were covered with pale lace, glimpses of flesh were visible, leaving me with a desire to press my lips to them and taste her milky skin.

The back was open, revealing skin that I knew later would be covered in marks from the brutal way that I was going to fuck her. I couldn’t wait for the night to be over, so I could take her back to the suite and tangle my fingers into her dress as I stripped her from her.

The perfect vision that she was now had me anticipating the night’s end. To see the meticulously done mascara smeared across her cheeks as tears streamed down her cheeks, and she lost herself again to me. I wanted that skin to be marked up for the world to see that she was mine, and now she was, in every way possible.

I watch her as she turns her head towards me and waves for me to dance with her. A smile spreads across my face as I get up from my seat and make my way across the dance floor, where she had spent the majority of the night.

When I walked up behind her, my hands fell onto her hips, and I glanced down at her. I saw she was tipsy, her cheeks flushed, her skin shimmering under the fairy lights. She turns in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck, and I lean down, brushing my lips against her softly.

Although the music was too fast for the way we stood swaying from side to side, I couldn’t care less as everyone, and everything slipped away, and it was as if there was only us here alone, as if nothing else mattered. Through months of chasing her, I regained her love and trust. There was a time when I thought she would be the biggest regret in my life. As it turned out, she was my redemption.

Everly POV

Another Four weeks later. “Keep your eyes closed,” Valen said as I walked blindly with my hands out in front of me when I heard Macey and Zoe’s voices.

“Is that Zoe and Macey?” I gasped, trying to lift Valen’s blindfold over my eyes. He slaps my hand away, and I reach out blindly before slapping someone.

“Ouch! That you Everly?” Macey asks. Valen blindfolded me before we left and refused to tell me where he was taking me.

“Oops, sorry,” I tell her.

“Wait, are you blindfolded too?” I ask her.

“Yeah, and Tatum sucks with directions. I tripped over the gutter back there,” Macey growls.

” My bloody knee is killing,” she growls. “Kids slow down and away from the paint; it’s still wet!” Marcus screeches just as the sound of their voices reach my ears. A hand grips my arm.

“Glad I’m not the only blind one around. I was becoming paranoid he walking me off a cliff,” Zoe says, and I know it, her hand on my arm. It slides down to grip my hand and gives me a squeeze just as my hand finds Macey’s.

“Those pricks conspired against us!” Macey hisses. Though with them here, I had a good idea of where I was, which was surprising. Valen said the Hotel wouldn’t be ready.

He had every excuse to keep us away from this place, from a gas leak to plumbing issues and electrical faults. “I swear if they have ruined our hotel?” Zoe hisses, and I chuckle, knowing there would be blood.

“Maybe the cliff was a better idea,” Marcus mutters, and Valen laughs behind me. “Okay, can we take these off? We figured out where we are?” Macey says.

“One second, you have to lift your legs and step up onto the wall,” Valen says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not wanting to trip. “Shouldn’t be an issue for you, Macey.

You’re good at lifting ya legs around ya ears,” Tatum snickers, and she growls. “Language, you brute! Or I will jam your legs behind your head and test your flexibility,” she growls at him.

1 My feet hit something, and I know it’s the wall Valen mentioned.

“You couldn’t have walked around the wall,” “Na, too much entertainment watching you all trying to lift ya legs high enough,” Marcus laughs. All three of them laugh behind us, earning growls from us.

Valen grips my hips, placing me on the little wall.

It wasn’t very high yet, I wobbled, holding my balance, FRYCM? NL felt the girls wobbling on their feet too.

“Now stay there. And don’t fall, or you’ll ruin the garden bed beneath you,” Valen says. I sigh impatiently, wanting to take the blindfold off.

“Okay, you can all remove them now,” Marcus calls, and I rip mine off at the same time the girls do. I untangle my hair from it before looking up. We all gasped simultaneously at the sight before us.

Our Hotel was restored to its former glory, but that wasn’t what made me gasp; I knew what the plans looked like.

I was shocked that the old fountain was gone that sat in the center of the driveway. In its place was a huge statue. Zoe cups her hands over her mouth in awe, and Macey squeezes my hand as we look up at ourselves. The statue was amazing.

Valarie stood up the top, and a photo I had of Valarie was used, but instead of the banner she held in that photo, she held the sign for our new Hotel.

‘Village Retreat’ Beneath her was a statue of Macey, Me, and Zoe.

All standing at the bottom, on a pile of tools and rubble.

We all had our arms cradled, a baby in all our arms, and I knew they represented Taylor, Valarian, and Casey and our struggles to get this place up and running.

“This is amazing,” Macey whispers, her arm sliding around my waist as she rests her head on my shoulder, and Zoe does the same.

“It’s perfect,” Zoe whispered as I stared up at the women who inspired us all. Valarie would have loved it, and I knew she would be watching. Knew we made her proud because I was proud of what we built.

We had built something, something extraordinary. Something that made all our hardship so worth it.

Zoe snorts, choking on a sob, and I rub her back, looking at her when she points toward the massive statue. “Look at the shirts,” she says, pointing at our uniforms.

The detail was magnificent, and no wonder Valen was putting it off for so long. It would have taken ages to have made.

Even the little details like our name tags on our shirts were included, and I read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of our names, it had something else. ‘Watch me! “We watched,” Tatum says.

“We saw,” Marcus adds. “And we loved you all more,” Valen finishes. Macey snickers. And Zoe and I laughed at them.

“Shall we go inside?” Marcus asks us, and we all nod eagerly. Walking into the restaurant, we find all our old staff waiting, dressed in their uniforms, the place decorated and food on all the tables.

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