Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 53

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son by Jessicahall Chapter 53

“Can you not stare,” I snapped at Valen. His roaming gaze made me self-conscious. My body was not what he would be used to, my stomach wasn’t flat, my hips had faint stretch marks and my boobs didn’t sit perky on my chest anymore. My body was ruined from carrying Valarian. While he stood looking like he just stepped out of a sports magazine all hard chiseled muscle and tan complexion while my skin was pale in comparison and I looked frumpy.

“Does my staring bother you?”

“Ah, yeah. I wouldn’t have said it if it didn’t,” I tell him, turning away from him.

“You have had a baby, that doesn’t make you look any less appealing, Everly, so don’t shy away from me now,” he says, putting his head under the shower spray to rinse the shampoo from his hair.

Easy for him to say, I don’t have ex’s for him to compare himself against. Whereas I have seen the girls in the papers that he kept on his arm, even met one of them. As if I wouldn’t feel inadequate compared to their perky fit bodies while I looked like used goods.

I quickly washed before hopping out and wrapping a towel around myself. Valen leisurely moved about as he got out, uncaring that he was standing around naked in front of me but unlike him, I averted my gaze instead of gawking and kept my eyes strictly above his pecs.

I yanked his shirt over my head before undoing the towel when I realized the pants were gone.

When I tried to leave the bathroom, Valen stepped into my path. Moving the other way he did the same thing. “Trying to escape me?”

“Valen, I am tired, please. I don’t want to play these stupid games. Just move aside,” I tell him.

“Always so serious,”

“And you are always annoying me. Please move,”

“I will, but you have to sleep in the bed with me,” I shake my head, and he folds his arms across his chest and looks down at me.

“No,”

“Fine, we will sleep here then,” he shrugs before leaning against the door and with a devious smile on his lips, and I glared at him.

“Fine, but I want the bathtub. You can have the floor,” I huffed before turning around and walking over to it.

Somehow I don’t think his OCD ass would cope with sleeping on the wet floor.

“Are you really that bloody stubborn?” Valen asked. “Yep,” I tell him, popping the P.

Valen growled behind me, and I climbed into the bathtub. I have slept in worse places, but I know he hasn’t. He would not last long.

“Everly!”

“Valen!” I retorted. His growl bounced off the tiled walls before he suddenly yanked me out of the tub.

“Good thing I am also stubborn. Would you look at that we have something in common, and you are sleeping with me, “Valen growled while I struggled to get out of his grip.

“Valen,” I snapped. My fists hit his chest as he tried to pull me from the tub. He laughed before tossing me over his shoulder. I banged on his back before digging my elbows into it.

“You can be a jerk,”

“Imagine Valarian’s little face when he finds you in my bed instead of on the couch,”

“That is guilt-tripping and you know it, don’t use our son to get what you want,”

“What I want is for my mate to sleep in the same bed as me. I never said I would try to sleep with you, but your squirming is making it rather difficult” I dug my elbows in deeper and his back arched as he walked up the hall toward his room, he pushed his bed room door open with his foot, and I growled at him.

“Do I need to find something to tie you down with, or will you behave?”

“Do that, and you will wanna sleep with a towel wrapped around your bloody neck,”

“Why would I want to do that?”

“To stop me from cutting it while you sleep,” I snap at him.

“Then I am definitely tying you to the bed,” I growled, my legs and arms flailing before I stopped and growled at him.

“Why haven’t you been answering your phone. Amber and Micha just rang Zoe and said they are on their way to get Casey,”

“What,” I said, jumping out of bed. I raced to Valen’s dresser and opened drawers before grabbing the first set of pants I laid my hands on. I ripped them up legs.

“I am not at the Hotel, Zoe rang me hysterical. I am stuck at the morgue. I need you to get to her,” Macey sobbed, and I nodded.

“I’m on my way,”

“Wait, why are you at the morgue?”

“They think they found Emily. An officer picked me up to identify her,”

“Her son,”

“I have no idea. Get to Zoe,” Macey said, hanging up. My head spun, and Valarian stared up at me worriedly.

“Is Aunty Zoe alright? I didn’t want to wake you, I’m sorry,” Valerian cried and Valen looked around confused. “It’s not your fault, but I need to go. She will be fine,” I told him.

“What’s going on?” He yawned.

“I need your keys; I have to get back to the hotel,” I tell him.

“Stay with your father. I will be back when I can,” I told Valarian before rushing out the door. I snatch his keys off the bench and herald for the door just as Valen came out carrying our crying son.

“Everly, what’s going on?”

“Micha mate found out about Casey. Zoe needs me over at the hotel,”

“Is everything alright?” I looked at Valarian, not wanting to say much in front of him, especially since I didn’t exactly know what was going on. All I knew was I let Zoe down. I should have gone home and told her last night what Officer Richard said.

“I will send Marcus to meet you, Go. I will meet you over there,” I nodded and rushed toward the front door.