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

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. 2

“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 fucking 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. (Daily Latest Update www.Noveljar.Com)

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 d o 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 fucking sleep! (Daily Latest Update www.Noveljar.Com)

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 in my damn balls too. Zoe owes me big for her crotch goblin waking my boy when I could finally get in some sexy time. ?

To be honest, she had me at Uncle Valen, so I guess I wouldn’t disown her yet, and

finally crashed and carefully snuck off his bed. Stepping over Casey only to find her staring up at me, and in her hands

my drink bottle, Uncle Valen,” she says while beaming and holding it up. That bloody word again, but

that thankfully only had about twenty pages. She holds u p her

is sorely mistaken if she thinks she is getting out of it, or would be by the

the gagging cough as I squirted the tiniest amount of her water in my mouth. The time it took for me to swallow it and not run for the bathroom and sanitize my mouth was the longest few seconds of my life. It was like forcing

can have some more; I don’t mind sharing,” Casey chirps. Does she not know whose father I am? Does she not see that he gets his strange behaviors from me? Casey insists on me drinking some more of her backwash drink bottle, and I gag. The water tasted slimy.

down at

whoever invented prancing trolls,

don’t mean slightly; I am pretty certain Casey was their number one fan. They should be giving her freebies at this point. She was a walking, talking promotion for them. Even the hairbands in her braided hair had princess poppy on them. I settled