Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son

“Why? I am only touching what belongs to me, If I want to touch you, I will, and no one would dare to stop me, Everly. Remember that,” He growls before tugging me against his chest. I push off his chest with my hand, trying to escape him.

“Valen, let me go,”

“And if I don’t want to?”

“I will make you, ” I growl back at him though I doubted that. However, usually a knee to the balls was enough to drop any man.

Valen laughs softly, his hand moving lower before he grabs my ass. I glare at him before thumping his hard chest with my fist clutching the coasters. He laughs, plucking them from my fingers, and his brows furrow. He reluctantly lets me go. I move to the other side, so I am out of reach. He clicks his tongue holding up a coaster, and he raises an eyebrow at me.

“What?” I ask.

“Nothing but that is the second time you have done that like you knew what I was thinking, ” he says.

Nope, I just know my son, and it seems they share a few odd similarities. I shrug.

“One of the kids of one of the rogues has OCD. I saw you rearrange my shelf, “

“Observant, but I don’t have OCD, just certain things

bother me,”

“Coasters are one of them. Your reluctance to be my mate is another,” he then mutters something under his breath, too low for me to hear while shaking his head. And I sigh, sipping my soda.

His scent filled the small room, yet I found it oddly calming. However, the quiet was beginning to get awkward as we stood there staring at each other.

Making me question why he came back here tonight. Did the bond pull him back here or was he here for more sinister reasons?

“You didn’t come here because you wanted to talk, ” I state.

exactly, ” I raise an

down his face, and he sighs while I step back, my

we still have time for you to come around to

if I don’t let

bond and don’t think about rejecting me Everly, or you will force my hand.

has a choice,

pushing me to marry and provide an heir, ” my stomach twists

what will he

his eyes darkening and his aura

off and forced to mate someone that is

to do anything, and I won’t be forced to accept

pack Everly; my father is going announce it at the next Alpha

your future mate are happy together, ” I tell him, placing my empty soda in the

you say that? What is

with you is that your exactly like every other Alpha, only giving a f*ck about titles and pack business, thinking you can go around ordering those

damn about titles; you’re a rogue. If I cared about titles, I would have rejected you

it then, titles matter because you just admitted to needing to mark me out of obligation to your pack like I am some breeding machine made for you to provide an heir, all

step closer. “You don’t know my father, so don’t speak of him that way, he founded this City, have you no respect, and as for an heir, that is exactly what you were created for, you were fated

You are lucky my father stopped the rogues being tossed from the City and made

he destroy to make sure he got where he is, the only thing Alphas care about is reputation and how much land they own, while rest of us are cast away and forgotten about, thank him, he is half the issue with this City

rogue, my father isn’t responsible for what other packs do,

mates or pack support, have their Children forced into crappy schools because they can’t attend pack ones, work for less than minimum wage while struggling not to be picked off by the forsaken or hunters, forever blamed because they did

became a rogue, you weren’t born one, I won’t raise another person’s kid because you wanted to screw around,” He says

; he still shared the same beliefs as his father; the title

it shouldn’t matter if I were. This entire place is run by rogue whores Valen. Not like we tried to