Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 60

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son by Jessicahall Chapter 60

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.

“The don’t think, just agree, you have no excuses now, 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 my skin as I tried to keep my thoughts clear that were suddenly becoming hazier.

“Then let me prove it, tomorrow I will drop the borders and open the schools and my pack to the rogues,”

“You could just be saying that to get in my pants,” I tell him as his hand travels down my hip to my thigh. He laughs softly.

“Well, that would be an added bonus, but you are not wearing any panties, so I don’t need to try and get into them,” My eyes fly open at his words. “I thought it would be a bit odd borrowing those when I am already wearing your shirt,” I tell him.

“What’s mine is yours,” he says while tugging my shirt up higher.

“And what’s mine will be yours if you mark me,” I tell him, a little bitterly. He pulls his face away from my neck and 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. I just want you, f*ck what the other packs think, I will stand down as Alpha, and I don’t know, just be your mate,”

“No, I am not taking your place, and no. I don’t want to be an AIpha. Luna maybe, but no, I have the rogues to worry about; I don’t want to worry about pack issues on top, and technically you would still be Alpha. You can’t just stop  being an Alpha,” I tell 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 mark you anyway, so you don’t die on me,” he says with a huff.

“What about a prenup then?”

“Still holds no legal accountability when you’re an AIpha.”

“Then I don’t know, Everly. What do you want me to do because you don’t trust me not to take everything from you, ” I chew my lip, trying to think.

“I won’t take anything from you; you keep saying I 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,”

“Wait, you won’t hurt our son,” I murmur to myself. Because I know he wouldn’t. I knew that for certain, I could feel how much he loves Valarian, loves me, he could hurt me out of spite, but he wouldn’t hurt Valarian.

“Of course not, I may be a shitty mate well, not shitty, but you know what I mean, but I am good father, Everly. I would never hurt our son,”

“Then get a judge to sign everything over to him,” “What?”