Page 94 of Alpha's Regret: My Luna Has A Son

“You want to see?” I laugh before opening the door. Come, I’ll show you,” I tell him.

Valen hops out of the car before locking it and follows me toward the front entrance. The bell sounds as we walk in and the secretary looks up.

“Coffee?”

“No, we’re fine, Jenny. Shouldn't you be clocked out?” I ask her, knowing Emily should have been in for the afternoon shift.

“I was finished an hour ago. Emily never showed. I’ve been trying her cell but no answer.”

Hmm. That’s very unlike Emily. She never misses a shift.

“She may have come down with that bug that's going around,” Jenny suggests. I nod.

“Knock off. I’ll handle the front desk until I can find someone to come in.”

“Actually, I don't mind. I could use the overtime, if that’s alright?”

I turn to face her and she looks down, fiddling with her fingers.

“Your son?” I ask.

She nods her head. Jenny is in her fifties and has a son, who is constantly in trouble, especially with the police. She managed to get him into rehab a few weeks ago, making me wonder what was going on. With everything going on lately, I haven't had a chance to ask how he’s doing. He sometimes helped the gardeners and the handy woman here.

“Everything alright?” I ask her.

“Yeah, it's fine,” she answers too quickly.

“Jenny?”

“I didn't want to ask because you bailed him out last month already, and I still owe you for that...”

“You don't owe me anything. So what’s he done now? You know, we have emergency funds for staff—it’s there to be used, to help when someone gets stuck.”

Her eyes dart to Valen for a second. I completely forgot he was still behind me. I glance back at him, and he looks at me.

“Nothing. He’s doing great actually, but the hospital is making him leave.”

“I thought it was a three-month program?”

“It was supposed to be, but he isn't a priority on the waiting list.”

“But if he already got in, he should be fine to stay. I’m assuming you’re talking about some rehab or medical facility?” Valen answers behind me.

She looks at him for a second before looking at me, then does a double-take of Valen, her eyes zeroing in on the mark on his neck. It’s no secret in the hotel that Valen is my mate, yet we rogues stick together, and I suddenly worry what the other women will think. I know they’ll be happy I have a mate, but I hope they don't think they can’t still come to me.

“You marked him?” she asks.

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“Yes, but it can’t get out at the moment. Now, don’t change the subject. What do you need?”

“They’re kicking him out unless he’s a paying patient. They said they haven’t got the beds for a rogue,” she answers.

“Bullshit. It’s only at half capacity,” Valen growls behind me. Jenny looks down.

“It’s because he’s a rogue, Valen; no one helps rogues. You should have seen us getting this place running. We couldn’t even get a handyman in without blackmailing them,” I tell him, and he seems appalled at my words. Considering who his father is, at least he doesn’t seem to hold the same views of rogues. Well, at least not as strongly.

“How much?” I ask her, knowing how hard she tried to get him in there.

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