The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

"Well," Emily stood up slowly, stretching her arms over her head. She didn't look tired at all. I think she was acting. "I'm going to go take a nap during lunch. I'll see you guys later."

"Have a good rest," I smirked, trying not to let it show I knew what she was really going off to do.

"The rolling pin is in the drawer on the far right when you pass through the kitchen," Jamie said, clearly not giving a fuck.

Emily's cheeks turned a brilliant red all the way down to her neck. "Shut up! I'm just taking a nap."

"Sure you are," Jamie winked at her. "Baby power is good for after. We don't want our Beta unable to sit the rest of the day."

She growled and stomped off. I noticed she was walking towards the kitchen and not the opposite direction to the main stairs though. "Beta Desmond might not be making it back to work after his nap," I chuckled. "I'm jealous," Jamie sighed. "Maybe I should go hunt down a certain feisty Nonna."

"I think you need to leave Nonna alone," I glowered.

"Me too," someone growled outside the door. Mick then leaned in with a murderous look on his face. "Stay away from my Nonna you piece of shit."

"How do you know I was talking about your Nonna? Huh? There could be any number of Nonna's on my radar," Jamie said stubbornly, that familiar defiant glint in his eyes.

"Then you will have no problem staying away from mine."

"Eh," Jamie shrugged. "That's subjective."

I felt the tension in Mick rising, so I did the Luna thing to do, getting up and going over to wrap my arms around his waist before he could murder Jamie in my office. It needs to be redecorated, but not with blood and gore. "Are you here to take me to lunch?" I smiled sweetly up at him.

He flattened a hand on the small of my back, making sparks dance through me. "Yes." He was still glaring at Jamie, and his voice sounded grumpy. I needed to up my game. "Miles had to visit Billy for something, so it's just me." "If that's the case, instead of food," I traced his chest over the 'v' of his shirt, "how about a little time alone with me? You can feed me something else in our room. I'm sure it would be much more filling for both of us." That did the trick. I felt his chest vibrating with a deep, low growl and his blue eyes darkened with lust.

“Goddess, I want to. I really, so fucking much do, but you have visitors."

"Visitors?" My eyes widened in surprise.

He nodded, his eyes still dark and roaming my body, settling on my bust. "They can wait," he growled, bending down to hook his hands where my thighs meet my ass and lift me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. "She was just telling me she wanted to be spanked!" Jamie yelled out as Mick started down the hall with me, his nose buried in my neck.

Mick groaned, his teeth skimming my sensitive flesh. "Fuck, they're going to be waiting for a while."

"I said no such thing. And who is 'they'?"

"Hmm?" Mick wasn't paying attention to me anymore. His mind was already onto other things.

"The visitors!" I giggled, grabbing his face to make him look at me. "Who are they?"

"Oh," he frowned. "Rodger's sisters. They're eating lunch with the pack right now. We have time."

"They came all the way here to see me?"

"Yeah," Mick's mouth went back to my skin as he started to climb the stairs.

I have been wanting to talk to Rodger and his sister about my magic. I've actually wanted to talk to Rodger about a lot of things, and had gotten too nervous to ask him to come see me. I was scared of the answers to the questions I had. Driana and Paulina would be much easier to ask. About the magic in me, and about any connection I might have to Rodger. If I was somehow connected to Rodger, they would know. They're his sisters. Paulina might not be able to speak, but Driana isn't one to hold back or mince words. If I were to ask her straight up if I was related to them in any way, I think she would tell me. With Rodger, I feel like he wouldn't. I still feel that connection when I'm around him, even at a distance, but I also feel like there is a wall between us now. It's awkward, and he doesn't meet my eyes. It's been a few days since I've last seen him too. If his sisters leave, I might miss my chance to get any answers for a while.

"Mick?" I combed my fingers through my mate's hair. His mouth was nibbling on my collar bone, and I was close to getting carried away too.

"Yes, cara mia?"

"I...." My eyes rolled back as his fingers dug into my thighs, grinding my center against his hard heat. "I want to talk to Driana and Paulina. I don't want them to leave."

"They won't," he said, sounding sure. "Driana said it was about your magic. They'll still be here by the time I'm done with you." "But...."

Mick growled against me. "You started this. I'm giving you your fucking fill." His lips moved to my ear, sending hot chills through me. "I'm feeding you every fucking inch until we're both satisfied." "Fuck," I whimpered.

I did start this, and now I really don't want to stop. I just hope the witch sisters don't leave before Mick's done with me.