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

Everly POV

It always came out of nowhere. One minute I am sleeping; the next, I am awoken by agonizing pain. My heart pumping in my chest erratically, and my stomach cramping terribly. I clutch my stomach and bite down on my lip to stop from screaming. I didn’t want to wake Zoe. I know I keep her up at night, and she always hovers worriedly. Usually, it wasn’t too bad, but tonight it was the worst it had been in two months.

I knew he was sleeping with someone. I could tell by the pain ratio. Usually, it’s just like an upset tummy, but tonight I felt like my heart was being pulverized and my stomach twisted in knots. I cry out in pain. Unable to help it, and the lights flick on. Zoe wasn’t going to keep believing it was just period pain. Not after tonight.

” Everly, Everly, ” She shrieks, shaking me, but all I could do was cry out and grit my teeth while clutching my stomach. The pain was crippling.

“Should I call an ambulance? I don’t know what to do. I will get Valarie.”

“No, I am fine,” I gasp before sweat starts beading on my forehead. I feel a draft hit me, and cold air sweeps into the room. Please don’t last long; please stop. I beg the Moon Goddess to make it go away.

How was I expected to handle this for the rest of my life? Would it always be this bad? I start sobbing, big fat tears rolling down my cheeks. I hated that Zoe would have to see me this way, hated that he made me feel this, hated him for what he made me endure nearly every night on some level, but this was worse because I knew he was actually having s*x this time, not just fooling around. I know he was having s*x, he was with another woman, and that woman wasn’t me. Why did I have to be punished for his actions?

Warm hands rub up and down my arms before Valarie’s scent wafts to me; the pain grows worse with each second that goes past, making me scream, how did Valarie survive this shit for decades?

“I know sweetie, Just breathe, Everly, ” Valarie tells me, and I try to focus on her voice to distract from the intense pain.

“I think we should call an ambulance. Her pain is worse this time. What if something is seriously wrong with her?” Zoe asks Valarie.

“She will be fine; it will be over soon.”

“What will be over soon?” Zoe stutters, and I could hear the concern in her voice as I writhed in pain.

“The mate bond, he is with someone, and it is causing her pain,” Valarie explains to her. I would be mad if anyone else spilled my secrets, but I can’t be mad at Valarie after everything she has done to help us.

“She met her mate?” Zoe says, her voice soft as a murmur.

“Who do you think Valerian’s father is? He is her mate.”

“But why is she a rogue-whore then, and why would he do that?” Zoe says, and I see her cringe over the word we all hated so much. I blink back tears, nausea bubbling in my stomach.

“She didn’t know when she fell pregnant, and I am afraid her parents would hate her more if they knew who the father was, ” Valarie explains.

She supported us through everything, and she never turned me away in the two months I have been here. I am closer to her than I ever

and she helps me up. She hands me my bottle of water off the nightstand, cracking

bottle from my hands,

her eyes

kitchen sink, ” Valarie tells Zoe, and she darts out of the

this, I can’t keep

have got through so much by yourself already,

I am

find happiness, Everly. She won’t turn her back on you too,” Valarie says. I find her words strange but can’t make sense of much and figure I misheard her as another wave

The pain eases off again, and I pray it stays away. Please be finished, please be done, I pray, sucking in a deep

usual. Zoe and Valarie let me sleep in after last night. Sitting up, I spot Zoe sitting on the floor on the rug with Valerian and Casey, her daughter. One in each arm while she fed

nods, looking up

me? It makes so much sense now,

like talking about his father. He didn’t recognize me and tossed me away,” I told

I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I

story scared me even more. What if he tried to take Valerian from me like her mate did to her. I had no title anymore, my wolf pathetically weak and so small compared to what I should be. I was a rogue,

without her mate, the harder it became to shift before she no longer could. Being rogue also doesn’t help, making us weaker prey

Then the next morning, I watched him leave again; I hated what he did to her. I saw her heartbreak as he left again, and for three days afterward, she could barely get out of bed. She was

affected her more profoundly than she was willing to admit. Each time though, I noticed she grew weaker. Each time he lef t, her mind

completely functional, floors were re-stained and polished, the room repainted, curtains removed, and blinds put in their place. Thanks to Macey’s brother, the rickety old pipes were fixed, and in the last two months, we had stripped and fixed all the rooms on the top floor. We were far from done, but each passing day showed progress, and the smile on Valarie’s face was worth every ache, sprain,

take the day off today if you

the sadness in her eyes when she looked at me. I know she was worried, but it made me

our village. The more work we got done, I believed she was right. We were definitely building something. We just had to remember not to give up. But

changed her number. I was the forgotten child. I no longer existed in their world, no longer had a place in their lives. I cried for a good hour when that realization hit. Valarie found me on the stairs

see how amazing you are,” Valarie said. She

need them; they aren’t wasting tears on you, so don’t waste your tears on them; they don’t deserve them, ”

reaching down and taking Valerian from Zoe. She looks at me smiling sadly, and I know Zoe told her,

we ask, we won’t judge, I swear, ”