Everly POV

Two weeks later

“Everly wake up. You‘re late again,” Valen says, shaking me out of my deep sleep. A growl escapes, and I tug my pillow over my head. He growls, ripping the heavy drapes open and flooding the room with light that seared my eyeballs from their sockets..

“Everly up!” Valen growls, ripping the blanket off me. My eyes felt like sandpaper, and I was so damn exhausted. No matter how early I went to bed, I always woke up feeling like crap, and it didn‘t help that he watched me like a damn hawk. And wouldn‘t allow me any coffee, making me question if that was an addiction. I usually had two before I even did the school run, and now no caffeine has resulted in me becoming a zombie.

“No, leave me,” I whined.

“Valarian was ten minutes late yesterday and today. The tantrum I just dealt with was insane! Now up! You were supposed to do the school runs the last two days, and on both days, he couldn’t wake you, and I had to come home!”

“I‘m tired,” I told him, reaching blindly for the blanket that he tugged away.

“Up!” he says slapping my backside and earning a growl.

“Why,” I whined.

“Because it is time to get up!” he snaps.

“Time for you to get up. I don‘t have to be anywhere,” I growl. It was my day off. I wanted to sleep!

Valen growls and storms out of the room, and I snuggle beneath my blanket when I wrinkle my nose at the smell of coffee. The smell I couldn‘t stand sent me running for the bathroom, but damn, did I miss the taste and the energy buzz. The scent grew more potent, and I growled as his scent wafted in from behind me and the pungent aroma of caffeine goodness.

“I swear if you made that just to make me get up to puke, I would provide the damn vasectomy myself,” I snarl before I gasp, my throat burning. It was such an odd reaction to the one thing I loved. Once I threw up, I was good to drink it. Just the initial smell always got to me.

Flushing the toilet, I quickly rinsed my mouth while glaring at him in the mirror as I watched him take a sip. He was pushing my limits. I snarled as I stood up while he smiled tauntingly.

“Ah, be nice, I may let you drink it,” he says.

“Hand the coffee over, hun, or I feel this miningdeal may not go through,”

I tell him, “I hear the owner is a real bitch without her morning coffee,” and his smile falls.

Maybe him knowing now would play to my advantage. When I brought it, I knew if the packs knew, they would hunt me down and probably kill me, but with Valen and my Dad behind me, no one would dare touch me now.

“You can‘t blackmail me, and that was my land you brought,” Valen tells me.

“No claims, therefore, no–man‘s–land and now my land,” I tell him, putting my hands on my hips.

nearly started a

hand away. “That land would make a nice protected reserve,” I muse, folding my arms across my chest. He glares at me before cocking his eyebrow at me and not taking his eyes from mine while

sell the land right out the back of your territory. Slater, I heard, was looking to extend. I am sure he would offer a good amount for the spot right at

you would get yourself in

know, to cause trouble, and I hear it was quite the headache

that jar is gone now more,

ask excitedly, and

he asks, holding out

a day?” I

“One!” he says.

“Three!”

“One!”

a deal,” I tell him, and

gives me the cup. I take it excitedly and have a sip before it comes spraying out my mouth as

fuck, Valen! That is

deal,” he laughs. “And you

for coffee! Not

Luna,” Valen laughs. I pull a face at him and flip him the finger behind his back as he walks out. I get dressed,

since the hotel was under renovations. We had so much spare time on our hands, and it was like the moment

realize how tired you become until you have one day off. The girls agreed to meet up with me for lunch, and before I knew it, I was driving over to the hotel to check everything was remaining on schedule while Valen told me he was going to see his father, who was meeting him at the homeless

seemed to be happening so fast but it was a drama

to sell off some of the land, selling off everything besides the land behind our pack and my father‘s old pack, and out of spite, I was also keeping the land behind Nixon‘s it might come in handy

what saves us from going under. Valarian‘s money was locked in a trust until he came

the city center. It felt odd being served and not doing the serving. We all looked and felt out of place. People stared and muttered mainly at Macey because she smelled

in front of us and a tea. Glancing at the waitress. “I think you gave me the wrong one?” I ask her.

“I‘m sorry, Luna, but,”

as it was one of his pack cafes we were sitting at. Macey glances around before

nothing, and I think he is being ridiculous

cheese,” I tell them,

“Cheese?” Zoe asks.

of, he has banned all fish, oh and mayonnaise. I will kill him by the end of this pregnancy. Every night he has his nose in a baby book,” I say

around like she is waiting for him to pounce on me over the coffee Macey gave

yet?” I asked Macey, she kept avoiding it. Although, she had admitted that he had been hounding her

picking at her caesar salad. Zoe smiles at her sadly. And I felt terrible

and popping it in her mouth. I knew she was trying to change the subject away from her

is super annoying and clingy now, but

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