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 had become like a mother to me. She supported us through everything, and she never turned me

Everly, deep breaths, and try to sit up for me,” Valarie says. I groan, and she helps me up. She hands me my bottle of water off the nightstand, cracking the lid for me before

the edge off,” She tells me, and I rock back and forth. My hands are shaking, and I spill water all over me. Zoe grabs the bottle from my hands, and I shove the pills in my mouth, not even questioning what

in her

a hot water bottle; there should be one under my kitchen sink, ” Valarie tells Zoe, and she darts

do this, I can’t keep living like

do, I know how hard it is, but you will get through this, you have got through so much by yourself already, just remember who you are, you are better than him, better than what he makes you feel,” Valarie

where I am without you, ”

let history repeat itself; you will 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 of crippling  pain

bottle and places it on my stomach. The pain eases off again, and I pray it stays away. Please be finished, please be done, I pray, sucking

me sleep in after last night. Sitting up, I spot Zoe sitting on

chuckle, and she nods, looking up

It makes so

want to talk about it; I don’t like talking about his father. He didn’t recognize me and tossed me away,” I told her. I tried going back to tell him a couple of weeks ago.

him again, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I just kept remembering

me and Valarie’s 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, hardly Luna

it became to shift before she

never saw his face, but last week I saw his BMW pull up and watched him sneak into the office with his own key. 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

I loved her, but I now understood why she couldn’t maintain this place. Him popping in and out of her life 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 became fragile for days after. She even suffered nose bleeds 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

said we could take the day off today if you don’t feel up to it,” Zoe

I hated seeing the sadness in her eyes when she looked at me. I

village. The more work we got done, I believed she was right. We were

for a good hour when that realization hit. Valarie found me on the stairs

can’t see how amazing you are,” Valarie said. She sat beside me on the

them; they aren’t wasting tears on you, so don’t waste

at me smiling sadly, and I know Zoe told her, yet I have no anger

how many times we ask, we won’t judge, I swear, ” Macey says, and I knew they wouldn’t, but it was