Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

Chapter 143

Valen POV

We were finally going home, and I was beside myself with panic and I think that this was the slowest I had ever driven in my life. Cars were honking their horns behind me, and I glared at the driver in my mirror. Does he not see the baby on board sticker? 

“Valen 50kms is already too slow for this strip. You’re doing 20 under,” Everly hisses at me as cars overtake me. 

“We have fragile cargo in the car. What if their little heads wobble?” Just saying that has me reduce my speed more. It wasn’t worth the risk! 

“We are more likely to get hit with you going this slow,” Everly scolds, and I sigh. 

“I’m serious, Valen. Speed up or let me drive. They’re more durable than you think,” 

“They are newborns!” I catch Everly rolling her eyes.

“I get this is your first newborn, and you want to wrap them in cotton wool, but seriously, they are durable, geez. Valarian fell off the bed once, screamed his damn head off, but he is perfectly fine,” 

“You dropped him off the bed?” I ask, horrified. 

“No! Of course not! He rolled off. Damn near had a heart attack.” She laughs. 

“Why are you laughing?” I asked, outraged. She was not holding them if she was going to be dropping them. 

“Nothing. Just something your mother said when she raced to our room because I was screaming like a banshee thinking I killed him.”

“What did she say?” I asked, curious. 

reply was. He’s screaming. He’s fine. It’s when they don’t make noise that you worry.” I raise an eyebrow at her.

was

perfectly fine.” she

kid has OCD.See what dropping him did?” Everly

that from. I bet

not genetic,” I tell

would debate

don’t have OCD,”

you didn’t babyproof the entire place?” she scoffs, I swallow.

tell her, opening the mind-link. She shakes her head and peers out

Marcus asks. He was watching Valarian for me since I couldn’t fit everyone in the car. “All the baby proofing stuff, hide

have OCD,” Marcus replies and I

do as I ask, damn it. I

says, and I cut the

tell me the names you picked?” Everly asks, leaning

tomorrow when I pick up the bracelets,” I tell her, and she hisses, clutching her stomach as she turns back to face the

as I pull into the

these capsules, they were a real bitch to get in. I had to get my father to show me, who was

capsule out, then the middle one while I was still struggling to undo the one I

button

in each hand. She sets

just showing

some shit. I felt like a mule carting it all up. When the elevator doors open, Marcus opens the mind-link as I step inside. “How do I get the toilet things off? I can’t even open the lid,” Marcus tells me. “What? How am I supposed to know? I didn’t

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