chapter 25

"Why? I'm only touching what is mine. If I want to touch you, I will, and no one would dare to stop me, Everly. Remember that,” he growls before tugging me against his chest. I push off his chest with my hand, trying to escape him. “Valen, let me go.” “And if I don't want to?” “I will make you,” I growl back at him, though I doubt that. However, a knee to the balls is usually enough to drop any man—even an Alpha. Valen laughs softly, his hand moving lower before he grabs my ass. I glare at him before thumping his hard chest with my fist that's clutching the coasters. He laughs, plucking them from my fingers. Then his brows furrow and he reluctantly lets me go. I move to the other side, so I'm out of reach. He clicks his tongue, holding up a coaster, and raises an eyebrow at me. “What?” I ask. “Nothing. But that is the second time you've done that, like you knew what I was thinking,” he says. Nope, I just know my son, and it seems they share a few odd similarities. I shrug. “One of the