Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son novel Chapter 9

Valen POV

The sun was searing my eyes out of my head as it lit up the back of my eyelids. I was just about to force myself up when Marcus burst into my room, the door slamming into the wall loudly, the noise rattling my already pounding headache.

“Ah, good you’re up,” he says just as I sit up, rubbing my eyes. I wave him off, but he doesn’t leave. Instead, leaning on the wall beside my dresser.

“What?” I ask, my head pounding in my skull. I look around my room to find some redhead in my bed and groan, praying I used a rubber. She was tangled in the sheets, and just seeing her there irritated me. Stupid dick; why does it always pick bimbos.

“The rogue girl in my room, where did she go?” Huh? What the fuck is he talking about? I was too hungover for his dramas this morning. I stare at the woman in my bed. Her hair spread out on the pillow while ignoring my Beta.

“Oi, whatever your name is, get up,” I tell her shoving her shoulder. She groans, rolling over flashing us her tits. I growl at her, and Marcus snorts.

“Get rid of her,” I tell Marcus, getting up to pee. I push the bathroom door open, my senses coming alert. I could smell some faint scent in here. It made my mouth water but was so faint, making me wonder what chemicals the cleaning lady was using.

“Valen, the girl in my room, where is she?” Marcus asks, following me to the bathroom.

“What girl?” I mutter, shaking my dick before pulling my pants up. I spot the trash can and see a used condom, thank fuck for that. I think to myself.

“The rogue girl, Everly. I picked her up last night and brought her here,” Marcus says, and I pinch the bridge of my nose trying to remember last night.

My head was pounding, but I remember coming home, and the slag in my bed was whining about a rogue before it clicked, coming back to me. But I couldn’t remember her face. However, something was nagging me about the situation.

“Wait, you brought her here?” I ask, peering over at my Beta leaning on the bathroom door.

“Yes, and she has a name Everly, her and her son; I found them sleeping at the train station.”

“What?” I ask, horrified looking at him.

“She had no kid with her,” I tell him, and he looks at me, his lips pulling back over his teeth.

“Valen?” He growls; if he was anyone else. I would knock him on his ass for taking that tone with me, he is lucky he is my best friend, or he would be lying unconscious on the floor.

“Grab my keys; I didn’t know she had a fucking kid. I never would have kicked her out last night if I had known,” I tell him.

“Are you fucking serious? It was pouring with rain,” Marcus snaps at me.

I suddenly felt terrible, praying I didn’t hurt her; I couldn’t remember. My memory is hazy, and I am sure I was still pretty intoxicated with the way the ground kept moving as I walked.

The woman in the bed stirs, sitting up and rubbing her eyes before running a hand through her hair. I roll my eyes at her grabbing some shorts from my walk-in and a shirt.

“Get your shit and get out,” I snap at her, scooping up her dress and chucking it at her.

“Baby, what’s got into” fuck me, why they gotta be such cling ons.

“Don’t baby me, get the fuck out of my bed and packhouse,” I snap at her. She wasn’t one of my pack members. God knows where I picked her up from.

“Out now!” I yell at her, forcing my Alpha aura over her. She jumps up, tugging the dress over her head before grabbing her shoes. She shoulder barges Marcus on her way out the door, and I grab my keys off the dresser. Hoping I didn’t destroy my car again driving home drunk.