Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 61

Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son by Jessicahall Chapter 61

Valen POV

Tucking Valarian in bed, I was excited to get back to Everly. Finally, my balls are so blue that I just want her to touch it and even look at it. I would take anything at this point; I ain’t picky, I will probably blow a load just by the sight of her pretty pink vagina.

Walking to the door, I had a spring in my step until my spawn opened his little mouth. “Can you read me a book?” Valarian asks; I froze with my hand on the door mid escape. Please be a five -page pop-up book with one sentence on each page.

“Sure,” I tell him turning around and stepping over Casey, who was asleep on his trundle. Valarian holds up the never-ending story. It literally was a never-ending f*cking story. The thing was at least five hundred pages. Please be big lettering like page size,  one letter a page big letters.

Valarian shuffles over, and I squeeze next to him on the bed, having to fold myself like origami to fit on the pint-sized human bed and open this book which, of course, was to do with space just like his bedroom.

At least it’s educational,  I groan. Which idiot brought this book? Wait, I did; I was that idiot. I would never encourage nighttime reading again; I get it now! Valarian looks up at me, blinking and yawning with a cute little face staring at me expectantly. I start reading and get to some part on the milky-way and glance down, hoping he is asleep, but then I make eye contact with eyes that match mine. He was awake! Why, why do you do me like this! I was aware I was chucking a tantrum, knew it was a tantrum but for the love of God, go to f*cking sleep!

Stifling a growl and the urge to toss  the book out the window, I continued reading. I knew Everly could feel my frustration, possibly feel the weight i n my damn balls too. Zoe owes me big for her

crotch goblin waking my boy when I could finally get in some sexy time.

Even reading to Valarian, she kept mumbling about pink unicorns or some crap. I was damn near tempted to duct tape her mouth shut or put her  in the hall. Lucky she is cute and kind of growing on me. To be honest, she had me at Uncle Valen, so I guess I wouldn’t disown her yet, and I would let her stay. I continued reading this encyclopedia on space. An hour goes by, and I swear I heard Everly chuckle in the room down the hall. She was

enjoying my torment, enjoying my blue balls.  

I almost did a happy dance when I noticed the fruit of my loins had finally crashed and carefully snuck off his bed. Stepping over Casey only to find her staring up at  me, and  in her hands was another book.

“Ah, sweety, my throat is dry,” I tell her, and she pouts, fluttering the lashes of her big hazel eyes. ” You can have a sip from my drink bottle, Uncle Valen, ” she says while beaming and holding it up. That bloody word again, but it sounds so endearing. ‘Uncle’ has a nice ring to it. That’s it. Zoe is on my most wanted list, off with her f*cking head.