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

Chapter 65 Everly POV
We had managed to lose one of the cheese platters for one table and the three snack platters, and I had rung Valen, who said
he would sort it out and bring some from his restaurant, Sliding my handbag over my shoulder after that mini heart attack was
sorted, I finally walked to my office. Retrieving the letters, I stuffed them and the keys in the safe when my office door opened,
and Kalen walked in. All dressed nicely in his suit, looking every part of the Alpha he should, he flopped into a chair looking
exhausted, although dressed to impress. While I looked like a staff member, not that I owned pretty formal dresses or would
wear them, I preferred organizing the events, not being a part of them.
“Where is Valarian?” I asked him.
“Just dropped him to Zoe with Casey. Valen is taking the platters you needed to the kitchen,” he says, looking rather frazzled.
“Is everything okay?” I asked, wondering why he had hunted me down, though people had arrived early. However, the function
didn’t officially start for another hour. Grabbing the box with the name labels in them for the tables, I tucked it under my arm.
“Oh, we are moving again,” Kalen chuckled, reaching for the box under my arm. He takes it from me. Following me out of my
office.
“Is there a reason you came searching for me?” I asked him. Kalen cleared his throat, and I could tell he was nervous about
something. He told me about losing the kids and about the snails which made me chuckle.
“You‘re not upset?” Kalen asked, and I shook my head.
“Nope, I lost Valarian for an hour when he was two. He wandered out of the apartment, found him in the daycare, the scariest
hour of my life. I was frantic. These things happen,” I tell him, walking back toward the restaurant when I spotted my father by the
end of the corridor. He was in a gray suit talking to someone with his back to us.
“I also needed to speak to you about Valen,” Kalen said before stopping and looking at me when he realized I had stopped. He
followed my gaze to where my father was talking to someone. Kalen looked at me before looking at the door beside me and
stuffed me into a storage room where we kept linens.
“Kalen?” I heard my father call out, but luckily I was already obscured inside the darkroom. Kalen looked at me and stuffed the
box in my arms, shutting the door but not wholly.
“Alpha John, lovely to see you again,” Kalen said when I heard my father growl at him.

SO
“What the fuck is shit I heard from Alpha Nixon’s wife saying your son was marrying another, “my father snarled angrily.
“Our deal still stands, Alpha John,”
“Not if your son doesn’t marry my fucking daughter. We had a deal,” my father snarled, and I covered my mouth with my hand,
trying to muffle any noises when I bumped a shelf and knocked something off it. I quickly darted behind the door.
“What was that?” my father asked, and the door was suddenly shoved open.
“I must have bumped something; I was looking for a bathroom and wandered into a linen closet,” Kalen said, his back coming
into view as he opened the door, blocking me from my father as he peered in.
“Fucking reeks of rogue in here, why of the places your son would hold it here is beyond me, did you know this place is
apparently owned by a rogue-whore, Alpha Nixon’s wife told me,” my father says, and the door shuts again, once again Kalen
left it slightly ajar, and I looked between the gap.
“Fucking ironic that the place he holds this meeting is at his own mother’s hotel, though how it ended up out of your hands, I
don’t know, must have pissed your dear old mate off for her to give to some random whore,” Kalen growls at him.
“Mind your tone, John, Valarie may be dead, but I won’t listen to talk shit about her,” Kalen growled. My father scoffed. “Coming
from a man you tossed her aside, I will say what I like,” m y father breathed. Kalen growled and I heard his claws scratch the
wood of the door.
“Your son better announce my daughter as his future mate Kalen, or I will tell Valen about Valarie. We had a fucking deal,”
“I assure you my son will take your daughter as his mate,” Kalen reassures him, and my father growls. “He fucking better, Kalen,
or your little secret is out,” my father says, stalking off down the hall. I hear Kalen sigh and he waits a few minutes when I hear
his voice.
“Coast is clear, Everly. You don‘t need to hide,” Kalen says, and I pull open the door. He turnst o me with a grim smile on his
face.
“That is what my father has over you. Why you were so quick to accept me?” I asked him.

“That is not the only reason, Everly. I made mistakes, ones I refuse to allow my son to repeat. As much as I loved Valerie, I was
too worried about my reputation. When I lost her, I realized what I had done. I punished not only her, but I also punished myself.”
Kalen admits.
“So if Valen doesn’t marry Ava, my father will tell him about Valerie?” Kalen shakes his head.
“The deal was he had to marry his daughter. He never stated which one,” Kalen says; I cluck m
y tongue. I couldn‘t believe this was happening right now. Nevertheless, I understood why , Kalen was talking to my father after
years of rivalry.
“Why does he want my sister to marry Valen? It makes no sense,”
“Honestly, dear, I have no idea; I have tried to figure it out myself. When he confronted me about Valerie, I panicked, and I
agreed. Valerie, I already lost. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my son too,” Kalen said. I nodded; just the thought of Valerie
brought tears to my eyes.
“Anything else to this deal you made?” I asked, wanting to know everything and what I was u p against
“Yes, Valen had to mark and mate her within the week of the Alpha meeting,” Kalen tells me, and I curse and mutter under my
breath.
“Wait when you say mate, do you mean to force the heat?” I ask him, and Kalen nods, looking away guiltily.
“He wants to make sure his daughter is with child, to ensure her future. He was planning on injecting Ava with the hormones to
ensure she got pregnant.
“I do not plan on having another baby anytime soon, so no forced heat. I will let him mark me.
“Thank you, Everly,” I shake my head and hold my finger up, telling him to wait.
“I can’t carry this secret, Kalen, I can’t. You must know how heavy it is yourself. I look at him, and all I see is her,” my lip quivers
as I think of Valerie, who she was to me, who she could have been to Valen.
“I will let him mark me, but you will tell your son, I have a week to let him mark me, you have a week to tell him, I will not go into
this with lies that can unravel us, you want me to be with your son? Then tell him, don’t make me have to,” I tell him before
walking off.