The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

have a hard time hating her just because of my feelings towards the men she raised.

He just said in a roundabout way that he loved me, which had me blushing while looking down at the ground. This was why I wanted Luna Gail to like me. Because she was the one who raised both of these men. Even if she is stuffy or insufferable like Luna Klarissa was, I'm going to When we got to the door to their home, Miles stepped forward to knock, and Mick and I waited behind, grasping each other's hands like we were clinging on for support. After two seconds, the door swung wide open and Luna Gail was on the other side.

"Come in! Come in!" She said with a huge smile stretching across her face. "Oh, my sons," she kissed Miles's cheek, then carefully approached Mick for a hug. He allowed it, even resting a hand on her back in a half attempt to return her hug, but he never let go of my hand. "Chloe," she offered me the warmest smile, then opened her arms wide like she was asking for permission. When I nodded slightly, she eagerly stepped forward to squeeze me tightly. "Thank you so much for coming tonight, Chloe. I'm so glad you're here." I felt it. Her relief at us making it tonight. I didn't doubt for a moment that she was happy to see me.

"Thank you for the invite," I said, smiling gratefully when she leaned back to look at my face.

"Oh, come by any time. Any time at all. We would always be happy to see your pretty face. Isn't that right, Dario honey?"

"It sure is," the old Alpha came to the front door, placing one of his large hands on Luna Gail's shoulder. "It's nice to see you again, Chloe." His smile was warm and genuine, and made his face look younger.

"Thank you, Alpha Dario. It's nice to see you too."

"Just call me Dario, Chloe. Please. We're family."

Mick scoffed softly, and I could feel his irritation. Alpha Dario's eyes filled with sadness, but he forced a smile.

"It's good to see you too, Mick. How are you feeling?"

"Oh, just fran-freaking-tastic," he said sarcastically.

Luna Gail and Alpha Dario exchanged a look, and Alpha Dario opened his mouth to say something, but then Nonna appeared from around the corner with a flour and grease covered apron on, and a wooden spoon in her hand. "Is no one going to come tell me hi?" She waved the spoon around like a weapon.

Her appearance was enough to break the tension, and I let out the breath I didn't realize I had been holding.

"Nonna," Miles moved to give her a hug, but she swatted him on the head with the spoon.

"Move. Ladies first," she gave him one more swat on the butt, then moved closer to me. "There's my nipote preferita!" She grabbed my hands, pulling me away from the rest of her family. "Come, come! You can be my taste tester."

Mick POV

Chloe had absolutely nothing to worry about. I'm watching with satisfaction as Nonna, mom and Chloe hang around the kitchen, Chloe and mom with a glass of wine in their hands. Nonna keeps encouraging Chloe to taste each dish as she cooks, and won't accept a bit of help even though Chloe has offered several times.

Mom, to my surprise, went to change into athletic pants and a crew-neck sweater before joining them in the kitchen. She even tied back her usually pristine hair. She was dressed to impress when we got here, in her best dress pants and her pearls, but I can tell she is trying to make Chloe feel as comfortable as she can. She ditched the pearls for the outfit she has on now. I wonder if Chloe had worn footie pajamas and a towel on her head if mom would have found a way to fit the image too.

"So, Mick," dad said in his recliner across the living room. "Do you, uh, need another beer?"

I held my full one up to show him. "I'm good."

"Good. Good," he nodded awkwardly. "This is the good stuff. Your mother sent out for it earlier today!"

I looked down on the label, seeing it was imported. I had never heard of this brand or tried it before. I've never had a drink with my dad before, so I had no idea what he drank. "It's good," I muttered.

"It is. It is," he nodded, rocking slightly with the motion.