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“Wait, you have a son? You lied to me?”

“I didn't lie.”

“You have a fucking son,” he growls, and Marcus steps between us.

“Woah, Alpha, what's got into you?”

“She lied,” Valen snaps, pointing an accusing finger at me. “My fucking mate said she wasn't a rogue whore; she fucking lied.”

“Wait, this is the Everly you were speaking about? This girl right here—she's your mate?” Marcus says while looking back at me. Bravo, idiot, you finally put it together.

“Yes,sheis my mate.”

“Please keep your voices down,” I hiss at them when I hear people start murmuring that Alpha Valen has found his mate.

“Is this some joke to you? Do you really have no morals, just like the rest of the rogue whores? You think I can just accept some illegitimate child? Fuck, the press will have a field day with this scandal!”

“I never expected you to accept anything! Now get out!” I spit at him, unable to take his insults. How dare he? He just assumed like the rest of them. He isn't even going to let me explain, just jumped straight onto the rogue whore bandwagon.

“I won't have a rogue whore as a mate,” he spits at me.

“Valen?” Marcus snaps at him.

“No, she fucking lied to me.”

“I never lied to you. You were just too blind to see the truth; you don't even remember me! Now get out of my restaurant.”

“I was drunk. How was I supposed to remember you from the packhouse? I can barely remember that night at all,” he snarls.

“You think that's the first time we met? Got no other memories you want to sift through, Valen? I tried to tell you twice before that,” I say, anger rising in my chest.

“What are you talking about?”

“I tried to tell you, and you tossed me away not once but twice—threw me out in the fucking rain! You are no better than your father. No better than mine,” I snap at him.

“Don't bring my father into this. What is wrong with you? You knew who I was all this fucking time? All this time, you knew I was your mate?”

“Yes, I knew, and if you still can't figure it out, then go. Leave. I won't have you upset my employees with your prejudices.”

“Oh, I am leaving. You are exactly like the rest of them—nothing but a whore—and to think I was willing to look past you being a lowly rogue. But I won't put up with you lying to me!” he screams before punching the counter. I jump at his aggression, and a few patrons duck down like they're waiting for him to explode. A few even hide under the tables when he suddenly turns on his heel and walks out, leaving me with Beta Marcus.

“I… I didn't think... Fuck, I'm sorry, Everly. I'll speak to him. I…” Marcus stumbles over his words, looking in the direction of where his Alpha just stalked off and out the door.

“It's fine. Nothing I didn't already expect from a Solace Alpha—clearly, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree,” I tell him, turning and walking off to my office. Tears prick my eyes; I can’t believe how terribly wrong that all just went.

I feel livid but also hurt. If I were a rogue whore, Valen wouldn't accept me. The funny thing is, even after everything he just learned, Valen never asked who Valarian's father was, and couldn't seem to get it through his head. For years, I had known who he was and lived through the torment of not having my mate. But all he could hear was rogue whore, blind to everything else, blinded by his own perception and judgment.

Escaping to my office, I lock the door and will myself not to break down when my cell phone suddenly starts ringing in my pocket. I half expected it to be Valen calling to yell at me more. It's not. The school's phone number lights up the screen. As I hit 'answer,' I clear my throat and suck in a deep breath.

“Hello?”

“Hi, this is Patricia, Valarian’s teacher. Is this Everly Summers?”

“Yes, Patricia, how can I help you?”

“Ms. Summer, I was calling to let you know we've called the police, and an Amber alert has been put out.”

My heart beats faster, thumping in my head, when suddenly someone starts banging on the door. I jump up to open it, and Macey rushes in with a frantic look on her face.

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