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 d**k; why does it always pick bimbos. “The rogue girl in my room, where did she go?” Huh? What the f**k 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 d**k before pulling my pants up. I spot the trash can and see a used condom, thank f**k 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.