Alpha’s Regret-My Luna Has A Son By Jess

Chapter 43

Valen POV

Well, that was not what I expected as we left the Cinema. What the heck did I just sit through? It was damn kids musical with rainbow-colored trolls singing about rainbows and farting glitter. Marcus found the movie far more entertaining than he should have. I wanted to drill my own ears out, but the girls loved it, and Valarian glared at the screen the entire time, not impressed. I was with my boy, definitely not my cup of tea. 4

“Will you stop sniffing her? You are creeping me out,” I snap at Marcus as he places Casey back in the car. She fell asleep towards the end of the movie. Marcus spent the IAST and had to carry her out.

“I need to need to know the soap Everly and Casey’s mother use. The smell makes my mouth water.” He says, sniffing her hair again. 2

“Or maybe it’s her shampoo?” He says thoughtfully. 2

logy.

“There is something wrong with you,” I tell him, and he growls at me, which makes Casey stir and jolt awake as he clips in her seatbelt before climbing into the passenger seat. Marcus started humming and singing along as Taylor belted out one of the songs from the movie. I raise an eyebrow at him.

?What? It’s catchy,” He says, bellowing out the song like he was auditioning for the voice. His hands moved like he was orchestrating the damn musical. We stopped at the traffic lights and nearly jumped out of my skin when he tried to hit some high note, and the girls in the back stuck their fingers in their ears while turning my head to look at him. 2

“What is wrong with you?”

“Do you think it has a soundtrack?” He asks. I was about to say no, not wanting t o hear a single one of those prancing troll songs again when Casey leans forward between the seats.

“Yes, it has one on Spotify. You can d**** ***d it. Mum d******ded it for me,” Marcus turns, blinking at her before a devious smile splits onto his face,

Orious smile splits onto his face, and he hands his phone to her.

‘No,” I tell him before suddenly Casey was using the voice commands on his phone, and next it was bloody blaring through my car speakers. I growl while they all bop along to the lyrics I knew would be stuck in my head on repeat for the next few days.

“Right, that’s it, I am dropping you home, “I tell Marcus, unable to take much more of him encouraging the girls to belt out each track. I pull up out the front, and he pouts.

“Out,” I tell him, and he turns, ruffling Valarian’s hair, and he growls, trying to fix it. He then turns to the girls.

“Got any more movie recommendations,”

“Frozen, Frozen, They chanted.

“It has a singing snowman,” Casey tells

him.

“It’s a movie date, also. Ask your mother what soap she uses. I need to get me some that,” He says, and Casey sniffs herself.

ILLU

O

berself

He says before reaching over and

which

weirdo, “Casey says, and he jams his fingers in her

that? Huh, what you

fine, you’re not weird,” She shrieks as he tickles

way cooler than Mr. Cranky pants here,” He sings before punching my shoulder. Casey and Taylor giggle before he hops out. I shake my head, heading back to the Hotel. I now had to take Everly to the doctors. Even if that meant kicking and

messaged Everly when I left the

peeved that she was waiting when her appointment was in

was already at the door and retrieving her daughter before she unclips Valarian’s belt before I had a chance to

Everly?” I

the chef prepare for the dinner rush, Did they

appointment?” Zoe bites her lip before pointing toward the

rush is approaching, and she has t o sort out next week’s rosters; we have a few off sick at

right with Valarian for

course, he can help

can help me in the

come with you and mum?” He asks, and my heart twinged at his upset

is about to drag your mummy to the doctors kicking and screaming,” I tell

says. I sigh, and Zoe shrugs before grabbing

stalked toward the restaurant. I shoved the doors open before walking into the kitchen, and Everly

looked up. The entire kitchen stopped and

backt o her task

she was planning on ignoring me. I walk over to the steel table she was stationed at before grabbing the knife from her hand.

the wide-eyed kitchen hands looking at me, but she was going. It wasn’t up for

you are doing?” She snapped at me, trying to reach for the knife I pried from

sink.

“You have an appointment,”

thing they don’t. I growl back at her before grabbing her around the waist as she

punching my back as I

dare; this is humiliating. I work here, put me

you going

I am busy;

tell her before stalking out into the restaurant. Luckily it wasn’t filled for her,

I wouldn’t have cared if it

walk,” I ignore her, shoving the door open and honestly enjoying the view of her ass in my face; if only she were

said

I tell her, walking toward my car when I feel her