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

Chapter 141

Chapter 141

Macey POV

I stared at Carter's body for god knows how long before I came back to my senses. I glanced around the room, and it suddenly looked a lot different. It was depressing before, but now it was as cold and dead as I felt inside.

My nose still hadn't stopped bleeding, and vertigo washed over me as I stood up. I stagger, moving toward the bag Carter had brought back with him. Undoing the zip, I rummage through it, looking for the key before remembering it was around his neck, and I glanced at his body tucked in bed as if he was sleeping.

Hesitantly, I move toward him before pulling the blanket back. My hand shakes as I reach forward, grab the chain around his neck, and yank it. The gold chain snaps, and I quickly shove the blanket back up to cover him. Tears spill over, and I wipe my eyes, trying to clear them when my vision turns red. I blink, trying to clear them and rub at them furiously, to see my hands come back bloody, making me gape at them.

I knew it would be harmful to kill a mate, yet I didn't consider myself dying beside him. I didn't want to die here. I wanted to see my little girl one last time, to at least tell her I love her, to see her face one last time. However, looking at my hands, I didn't want her to remember me this way if this was going to be my future, my very short future.

I choke back a sob and undo the chain around my ankle. When a crack of thunder makes the world seem like its ending as the cabin rattles and the floor shakes with its violent tremor. It was now pouring down with rain, and I knew I would be walking blindly out there, especially since I wasn't sure if I could shift.

Something felt like it was rotting me from the inside out. As if my soul was rotting as quickly as my body. I felt sickly, and I knew this was the consequence of me killing my mate. Yet I had to try. I may not be able to go home and see Taylor, but I needed to get somewhere my body could be found. I didn't want her growing up, not knowing if I abandoned her or if I was dead. No, I would at least give her a body to bury.

Glancing at Carter, so much anger boiled within me. " I hate you!" I screamed at him before collapsing to the ground.

I punched the ground, my fist slamming into the shitty wood as I screamed my anguish, frustration, C; _tJiXS pain. My knuckles bleed as they split, and I clutch my hair, ripping at it. I wanted to hurt something, anything, myself, for feeling so weak.

I hated him, hated him. The man took everything from me. Everything and everyone he touched was destroyed. He destroyed Zoe. He destroyed me. But I hated him most, knowing he had just destroyed my baby because she would have to grow up without the one person who loved her most.

I knew Everly and Zoe would look after her, and I knew they wouldn't stop looking until they found what was left of me but no would love her the way I do. I may not be able to raise her, but they would for me.

I choked on a sob, cursing at how fucked up this was. How cruel life was that I not only lost a mate but my daughter too. That saying, 'you don't know what you have until you lose it,' seemed to laugh at me. Because I never pictured finding my mate and losing him.

Never pictured having my daughter and not being able to raise her. Never thought I would die without watching her become the woman she is destined to be.

I would have been content to be mateless as long as I served my purpose, to see her through to adulthood when she didn't need me anymore.

and now the only such purpose I had left was to get to a road so my body

I look at the fistfuls of hair and my bloody fists. Numbness spreads over me, cold and uncaring, as I inhale a shaky breath. The air thickens with the storm as it pelts the tin roof. All my fight was gone, it left, and I

down, I knew I had to move, I needed to get up. Dragging myself to my feet, I stare at the door, swallowing down my sadness

his fur to be John. His paws made the floorboards creak

His body relaxes, and Kalen steps in behind him, pushing the door open more, and John shifts back. I turn my gaze away,

look at Kalen, who nods at John's words. "Good. Now, what are you doing on the floor?" Kalen asks, and I blink

rolling my eyes at him. Great, now I

Kalen says as he points

bone. Kalen shakes his head at

clean this mess up," Kalen says, moving toward me, and I snort. He

killed my mate," I

I," Kalen whispers,

and I know it. What

get home to. And

to watch me die. She

are not dying. Now get up!" John says, and I look over at him to see he had stolen a pair of Carter's shorts from the

I killed someone in cold blood. He was no threat to me, "

was truly sad because despite everything I knew he was just broken and twisted, yet he

 

see it that way,"

didn't kill Preston, I did." Kalen states, and I look

choke on my blood. When I stopped coughing, I knew it was

hand, drenched in my blood. Kalen looks at John, who nods, his eyes turn glassy, and he clears his throat before shaking his head.

are not dying on us! So choose. Me or Kalen? Choose because I am not going

them when Kalen grabs a makeshift chair and John shoves

your daughter their mother is dead

way, I would be Valen's new stepmother or Everly's. That thought disgusted me. I loved these two old fossils, but not in that sense, and after feeling the bond with Carter, I knew what marking one of them would make me

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