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“She kissed me,” he yaps out when a furious growl tears out of Valen. This time, earning the attention of our son.
“Mom?”
“Everything is fine, honey. Play with your… um… new friend,” I tell him, glancing at the behemoth of a man sitting next to my son playing video games; he looks like he should be chasing down the hulk. Valarian stands, looking between us.
“I’ll be over in a minute, buddy. Sit down, please,” Valen tells him, and he glances between us again before reluctantly sitting back down and returning his attention back to the game.
“Tatum. His name is Tatum,” Valen says with a sigh, pointing to the man on the couch beside Valarian.
“Great, are we good now? We all on the same page? If so, I’ll grabmyson and be on my way,” I tell him, about to step past him when he blocks me with his arm.
“No, we aren’t done yet,” Valen says, his lips pulling back over his teeth.
I sigh, folding my arms across my chest. I don’t know what else we can possibly have to talk about.
“If you are Alpha John’s daughter, how come he’s never mentioned you?”
“Did you not listen to a thing I just said? He thought I was a rogue whore—shunned me for it, like all the other packs do. I lost everything because of you.”
“But you’re not.”
“Very observant of you. Now, if you will excuse me, it’s a school night, and I need to get my son home.”
“He isn’t leaving.”
“Like hell, he isn’t.”
“He’s my son too. You can’t just decide to keep him to yourself.”
“And you don’t get to wake up one day and suddenly decide to be a mate and father. It doesn’t work like that,” I retort. He abruptly rises taller, towering over me—then Valarian is suddenly at our side. He tugs on his father’s shirt, and he instantly steps back, looking down at the boy.
“I’m tired,” Valarian yawns, and Valen looks at me when I bend down to pick him up.
“Have you eaten?” I ask him.
“Marcus made him grilled cheese; he also had some ice cream,” Valen answers, and I nod.
“Come, we should get you home for a bath and bed,” I tell him, glancing at Valen, who sighs but nods.
“I’ll run you home,” he says, reaching for his car keys from a bowl on the bench.
“Are you going to come home with us?” Valarian asks his father, and I swallow.
“Not tonight, but I’ll pick you up in the morning to take you to school.”
I glare at him but keep my mouth shut.
“Really?” Valarian says, brightening up and looking alert.
“Yes, your mother just needs to let me know what time to get you,” he asks, raising an eyebrow at me. I suppress a growl, knowing it will only upset Valarian if I say no.
“He gets up at seven.”
Valen nods before reaching for him, and I let him take him.
“Come on, we can talk more tomorrow. He should get to bed, he can barely keep his eyes open,” Valen says, and I follow him.
ChapterThirty-Eight
