The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 59

Quinn’s deep sleep was interrupted by knocks on the door. She opened her eyes, realizing that Zayd wasn’t in his room…it was only her.

A groan left her lips as she sat up. “Who’s there?”

“It’s Marcia. Can I come in for a minute?”

Quinn’s eyes widened immediately as she looked around at the remnants of last night scattered evidently on the floor; the clothes and the shoes…everything was messy. “I’m coming…give me a second!”

She jumped off the bed, wincing at the soreness in her core as she picked up the clothes, stuffing them beneath the sheet and buttoning on Zayd’s white shirt over her nakedness.

It covered a little over a quart of her thighs, but it was all she could find at the moment. This felt…it felt…

Quinn clenched her legs together as she walked towards the door. She felt it, his come dripping down her walls, and it was embarrassing, especially since she was going to be facing his mother.

Using one hand to hold the shirt down, and the other to open the door, she peeped out at Marcia. “I…it’s kinda messy inside…do you mind if we talk here?”

“Oh dear…” Marcia smiled, shoving the door open a little wider. “I don’t mind the mess…I just came to see you since my son’s gone. He keeps trying to keep you away from me, you see…gotta wait until he clocks out to come in.”

She walked her way inside, and Quinn’s cheeks reddened in complete disgrace as she closed the door. “O-Okay…”

“I don’t know how to explain it.” She turned to face Quinn, her expression displeasingly straight until a big grin spread across her lips. “I’m so happy right now. My son…oh my god, I’m proud of him. I’m sorry I lied to you last night, but I guess everything worked out fine.”

“No…” Quinn shook her head. “You didn’t lie, I’m the one who didn’t ask before assuming.”

“No, I lied, and for the first time in my life I’m glad I did. Like you two…that mark…I feel elated for both you and him! Welcome to our family, Quinn…I’m sure you’ll be a great luna.”

“I’m…I’m sorry about that.”

Marcia fanned her off. “No need…he’s always been like that, ever since he was a kid…speaking of which, I bet you’d love to see the smaller version of Zayd…I’ll be back, lemme get the album.”

She rushed through the door, and Quinn breathed out a breath of relief as she looked towards Zayd’s closet. More clothes…she needed more clothes…more than that, she needed a shower…

But Marcia said she’d back and…

Quinn groaned, walking over to the closet and picking out one of Zayd’s oversized shorts. She drew it on, shivering uncomfortably at the way his come soaked her inner thighs.

It barely hugged her waist…it rather rested loosely against her hips…but for now, it would definitely have to do.”