novelxo Chapter Capítulo 69
capitulo 69
“ Lo siento , hijo ” , Kalen se atragantó y gimió . Girando la cabeza , lo miré . _ La cara de Kalen estaba tan hinchada
que apenas era reconocible . Tosió antes de llevarse los dedos a la boca y sacarse un diente . La respuesta de Valen fue un
gruñido cuando yoayudó a Kalen a ponerse de pie . El sonido de huesos rompiéndose llegó
a mis oídos cuando escuché a Valen moverse detrás de mí . Manteniendo agarrado a Kalen , que se tambaleaba sobre sus pies
, nos dirigimos hacia su auto y saqué las llaves de su bolsillo . _y abrió su coche para él .
“ Estoy bien , querida . _ _ Ve a ver cómo está mi hijo —
siseó , cayendo pesadamente en su asiento . _ _ Con un asentimiento , me giré para encontrar que Valen había regresado a su
auto .
“ Valen ? “ Llamé , y él se giró para mirarme mientras caminaba hacia él . _ _ _ La mirada que me dio me hizo detenerme .
“ Sabías , sabías y no dijiste nada ” , dijo y mordió el lado interior de mi labio y asintió . _ El dolor brilló en sus ojos cuando
Valen miró el Hotel .
” Ella te dio este lugar , ¿ no ? ” _ preguntó . _
Mis labios temblaron cuando volvió su mirada hacia mí . _ ” Ella reconoció a tu hijo ” , le dije , y él respiró hondo . _ _ _ _ _
” Deberías habérmelo dicho ” , dijo , y pude sentir su desgarramiento , la tristeza por una pérdida que en realidad no perdió todo
. _ _ _ _ _ _
esos años , el sentimiento de hundimiento de que lo traicioné .
“ Valen , espera . Sólo déjame . _ Se subió a su auto y lo estrelló en reversa, chocando contra el jardín de ladrillos frente a la ofi
cina principal antes de salir corriendo del camino de entrada . El motor de su coche rugió cuando lo derribó calle abajo .
“ Supongo que eso es lo que querías decir cuando dijiste que empeoraría mucho . _ _ _ _ ” Marcus dijo mientras frotaba mis bra
zos contra la brisa fresca . _ _ Se detuvo a mi lado con un gemido mientras se frotaba la parte inferior de la espalda , y Kalen se
apartó de mí.el espacio de estacionamiento antes de cerrar su ventana .
“ Él te perdonará . _ Es conmigo con quien está realmente enojado ” , dijo Kalen con un suspiro . _ _ Asentí y lo vi irse . _ _
Tres días después . La única vez que supe de Valen fue a través de un mensaje
de texto . Habían pasado tres días y todavía estaba enojado conmigo . _ _ _ Sabía que pasaba la mayor
parte de esos días borracho . Podía sentir el malestar sentado en mi estómago a través
deel bono _ De pie frente a la escuela , Valarian y yo esperábamos a que viniera a buscarlo , pero la sensación a través del vínc
ulo era como si estuviera desmayado y dormido . _ De ninguna manera dejaría ir a mi hijo con él si él _estaba borracho _ Por lo
tanto , esperaba que solo fuera culpa mía por no decírselo antes .
“ ¿Qué hora es ? ” Valarian me preguntó , mirando a ambos lados de la calle en
busca del coche de su padre . Recuperando mi teléfono de mi bolsillo , miré la hora y suspiré . _ _ Llegó casi una hora tarde . _
” Vendrá , lo prometió por teléfono ” , dijo Valarian mientras asentía con la cabeza y regresaba al banco que estaba frente a la e
scuela . _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Me acerqué a él y me senté a su lado .
“Maybe he is in traffic?” Valarian said, fidgeting with his fingers.
“How about we ring him when we get home? Maybe he is busy,
“But he promised he would be here,” Valarian said while looking at me teary–eyed. He had been asking for his father since the
morning after the Alpha meeting. Asking where he was and when he could see his father and I kept making up excuses.
“Did you have a fight?” he asked, and I turned to look at him.
“You did. You upset him and made him leave us, didn‘t you?”
“No, he is upset about his mother,” I tell him, and his eyebrows furrow.
“But Nana died years ago?”
“And people stay sad for a long time,” I tried to explain.
“Well, you can take me to him,” Valarian said, hopping up and walking toward the car. I tried to ring Valen on the short walk back
to my truck, but he didn‘t pick up.
“I don‘t think he is home. We can try to ring him when we get
back home.”
“No! He promised me. I want to see him. I want my dad!” Valarian screamed at me. Startled at his outburst, I stared
at him before pulling myself together and kneeling beside him, wiping the tears that streaked down his cheeks.
“Valarian, I don‘t think you should see him right now. Your father needs time,” I tell him, but he shakes his head.
“What if he needs me, please, Mum! Please,” Valarian begged, and I dropped my head and pinched the bridge of my nose. I sigh
ed before looking back at his big amber eyes filled with tears. “Fine, but we just knock, and if he doesn‘t answer, we g o home,” I
tell him, and he nods. Valarian bounced on his heels excitedly and raced toward my car, climbing in the
back and buckling himself in. Jumping into the driver‘s seat, we headed to his Hotel.
The regret I
felt upon stepping out of that elevator was instant. No guards stood in the corridor, yet the smell of liquor had Valarian pinching hi
s nose. Grabbing his arm, I tried to steer him back into the elevator when he took off, racing down the hall. I chased after
him when he pushed inside the door that was wide open.
“Dad! Dad!” Valarian screams excitedly before he falls silent. Rushing through the door, I could see Valarian standing in the hall,
where it opens up to the living room. Valarian looked over his shoulder at me before looking back into the mess. Glass crunched
under his shoes as he walked off in search of his Thapa father.
“Valarian, wait,” I called, trying to catch up to him, only to stop when I walked in and saw it for
myself. Broken glass lay everywhere, the couches were upturned, and the china was broken,
blood spatter was on the walls, and the place looked like it had been burgled. I followed the sounds coming from Valarian before
finding him standing in the doorway to the bathroom.
“Dad?” Valarian murmured, and I gripped his shoulder only to find Valen passed out on the tiled floor.
“What‘s wrong with him?” Valarian asked, looking around at the mess. I could tell that now he had found his father. He was on th
e verge of a meltdown as he took in all the mess and the state of him.
“How about I ring Pop, and you stay with him for the night while I look after daddy, okay?” I asked him as he shook. His eyes tear
ed up, and he glanced over at his father on the floor.
His entire body was shaking, and he nodded his head before stepping into the bathroom and leaning down to shake his father‘s
shoulder. “Dad?” I heard him murmur, and his father groaned but didn‘t wake. Valarian leaned down and kissed his cheek. Pullin
g my phone from my pocket, I called Kalen, who said he was on his way over to collect Valarian for me.
Once he had, I walked back into the house before cleaning the place. Furious that he let it get this way, knowing full
well what his son was like. The place was trashed and stunk like a brewery. Sweeping up the glass and mopping the floor, I then
walked back into the bathroom. Now that the hall was clear of glass, I dragged him to his room. It took me 20
minutes to lift him onto the bed. He groaned and mumbled but never woke, and by the time
I was done, I was absolutely livid. I drove all the way back to the hotel, fuming
and snatched the letter and the keys from his mother out of the safe before driving back.
There was no excuse for breaking his son‘s heart as he did. Fair enough,
he was pissed at me, but Valarian didn‘t deserve to see him like that, and I
also blamed myself for bringing him here. About an hour later, I had found all the liquor bottles in the place
and started tipping them down the drain when a hungover Valen
stumbled out, bumping into the TV unit and clutching his head in his hands. Ignoring him, I continued pouring the bottles down the
when he rubbed his eyes.
“Everly?” he questioned, seeming confused before his eyes blew wide.
“What day is it?” he asked.
“Monday, you were supposed to pick Valarian up,” I told him, trying to keep the anger out of my
tone. He muttered before h e groaned and clutched his hair, banging on the side of his head with his fists.
“Why are you here?” He asked, staggering to the kitchen counter before falling onto a stool. He dropped his head onto his arms.
“Did you not hear me? You were supposed to pick him up, but
instead we came here and found you passed out on the floor in the bathroom.” his head whipped up from his arms.
“Wait, Valarian was here?” he asked, and I glared at him.
“Yes, you promised him, then he walked into this place looking like a shithole with you drunk,”
“He saw me?” Valarian asked, and the feeling through the bond was guilt and panic as he looked around the room for him.
“Where is he?” he asked, getting up and rushing to his son‘s
room.
“He is not here. Your father has him,” I told him, and he froze before snarling and turning on his heel and stalking toward m
“You let him take him?” He growled angrily.
“Yes, because he asked for you and you were unavailable. I understand you‘re upset, but don‘t punish your son for it, Valen,” I told
the letter Valarie sent to me for him after her death. Her
handwriting was on the front. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat, and tears pricked my eyes just thinking o f her
before I turned Around.