Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

I raised an eyebrow at him, and he smirked at me before answering as he moved between my legs and rested his arms on my pillow.

“Valen!” I growl, looking away but also not wanting to shove him off because the tingling sensation made my stomach warm and fuzzy.

He chuckles but presses his weight against me when I don’t shove him off. “Then I will drop my borders for them,” Valen says, and my eyes snap to his. “You would do that?” I asked and he nods.

“Maybe once I do, the other packs may open their borders, too.” “Valen, the media will destroy you for that,” I tell him and he shrugs. “And after the Alpha meeting and I announce my mate is a rogue, it will give them something else to talk about. I don’t care for my reputation Everly.

No matter what, the media will find some way to destroy it, so why not give them something good to talk about, let them open the debate, then we can focus on changing their views,” he says before leaning down and brushing his nose across my cheek to my ear and down my jaw. “Valen, it is impossible to think with you doing that,” I tell him as his hands bunch the shirt up I am wearing at my hip.

Everly,” “I can think of plenty,” I tell him as he nips at my jaw, making me groan and shudder beneath him. “Are they all to do with the rogues and you thinking I am going to ruin you?” He murmurs before kissing down my neck. I nod, my eyes closing, loving the feel of his lips on

him as his hand travels down my hip to my thigh. He laughs softly. “Well, that would be an added bonus, but

stares down at me. “You’re worried I will take everything from you, right?” I nodded and sighed. “What if I made it, so I can’t,” he asked. “What do you mean?” “What if I hand my pack over to you,” “What?” “I will stand down, make you Alpha. I will give you my pack, ” he says like it made perfect sense. “Valen, I can’t ask you to do that, and then what, you become my Luna?” He seems to think. “Now that would be a first,” he mumbled. “I’m being serious, Valen,” “So am I, Everly. I mean it.

him. He sighs because he knows I am right unless I make him rogue or forsaken after giving me his title. “Yeah, you’re right because I have to

will toss you away or make you give up helping the rogues; I won’t. They are your village, Valarian’s village, and his family. So don’t trust me not to hurt you, trust I won’t hurt our son,”

“What?” “Everything I own is to be signed over to Valarian, with me having total control until he is 18,” “You want a conservatorship?” he asked shocked. “Then I have nothing for you to take; it belongs to Valarian,” Valen shakes

to you, I can’t touch you then and will have to fight for it back the human way,” he said, making a face. “But then I will look like a gold digger,” I tell him and shake my head. “Then just trust me, for once trust someone other than yourself, or give Zoe and Macey part ownership something, I can only control legally what you own, I can’t control it if it

Zoe?” I asked shocked he would let allow me to hand half the hotel over. “If it means I can have you, then yes, besides, like you said, they helped build that place, only fair they get half of it, you could probably do it yourself with a lawyer,” he says. “No tricks?” I ask. “No,

are signed.” He hums in agreement, pressing himself against me as he nips and sucks at my neck. I moaned, trying to keep my head while his lips attacked