The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

Emily leaned over my chair again, clicking on another program on the computer. "Most of our employees' salaries are listed in these computer files, along with any requests for time off, bank information, and their evaluation reports conducted by their supervisors each year, but for the employees that have been working since the beginning of Alpha Dario's reign, the bulk of their files are still in paper form. We didn't switch to paperless until about fifteen years ago. You also have access to the other pack employee files through this system, like the hospital, school and warrior center. Even the restaurants and shops. Billy handles the warriors, but it will be your job to decide Christmas bonuses and stuff like that."

"Do I get a bonus?" Jamie asked from the couch in the corner of the room. "I am a warrior now, aren't I?"

He and the others, all of them from Broom StiXXX, have now joined the pack. Most of them have been working hard as new warriors, except Winnie and Cindy who are still finding where they want to fit in to pack life. Riley has even started to train with the warriors, along with Dave, when he wants to. Darren is assisting Billy while Taylor helps out where she can. Jamie seems to be the only one slacking now.

"You're a pest is what you are," I grumbled.

He's been hanging out here most days. All freaking day. It's like he has found an excuse to accidentally run into Nonna as often as he can, and he's using me to do it.

"A pest that's getting a Christmas bonus?" he smirked. "Tis the season of giving, or so I've heard."

"It's nowhere near Christmas. Ask in December," Emily laughed.

"I like to plan ahead," Jamie said in a bored tone, reaching for a bowl of old candy on the table beside him. "Hey. What do you think Nonna would want for a gift? Lace? Silk?"

"A rolling pin to beat you upside the head with," I muttered.

"Nah. She has one. I used it on her last night, if you know what I mean," his face lit up, and I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

"You are not getting freaking with my mates' grandma," I said flatly.

"If you say so," he shrugged.

"You can forget about your Christmas bonus then," Emily said, her eyes swimming with amusement. "You can't use it if you're dead." "Psh. Who's going to kill me? Mick?"

"If Alpha Dario doesn't first," Emily retorted. Jamie made a face, like he was actually nervous about the threat.

Alpha Dario has been looking so much stronger lately. He attends training sessions most days with the elite warriors, and comes into the office often to sit and offer advice when his mate is going over Luna duties with me. His face was filling in, like the rest of his body. His cheeks are no longer sunken in, and he walks with ease. He's looking more and more like Miles every day, with his sharp gaze and ruggedly good looks.

Emily stared at Jamie with a pensive expression for a while as I looked over the employee registry and Jamie ate old hard candy, crunching it loudly with his teeth. The candy had been there so long that it had dust coating its surface, but that didn't seem to bother Jamie. He likes old things, apparently. A little dust wasn't enough to ward him off.

"So," Emily eventually spoke up. "I know you all used to be freaky porn stars and all, but I can't imagine how you could use a rolling pin on someone."

I burst into laughter as Jamie's lips curled into a devious grin.

"Really? Your sex life that boring?"

"It is not!" Emily huffed. "Sorry we're not accustomed to taking baking equipment to bed with us."

"I forgive you," Jamie said dryly.

"I'm curious now too," I said after my laughter broke. "You're not inserting handles anywhere, are you?"

"Just the handles?" He raised his eyebrows pointedly.

"Jamie! You can't do that to someone of her age!" I was suddenly mortified for the woman.

"I'm just kidding. Maybe," he shrugged. "Rolling pins make great paddles."

"So, you're spanking Nonna with rolling pins?" My mouth dropped in disbelief.

"Who said she was the one getting spanked?"

He was messing with us. He had to be. There is no way Nonna would spank a man less than half her age with a rolling pin. Yeah, she's only in her sixties and could totally do that kind of stuff still if she wanted, but Jamie is only twenty-seven. She wouldn't entertain his nonsense, would she?

I could picture her spanking someone with a rolling pin though. Not sexually, but just because someone ticked her off.

"She's gotten close to beating you a few times," Cortina giggled at me.

"Only because she's bossy," I grumbled. "And doesn't like being told no." "Reminds me of someone," Cortina snorted.

"Shut up." I'm not bossy. I think I have been rather well-behaved lately.

Emily sat quietly in the chair opposite my desk, biting her lip while staring at the ground. Every once in a while her cheeks would be painted with a pinkish hue, and she would laugh softly to herself. Jamie and I exchanged looks every time, trying not to laugh. "She's totally thinking about spanking her mate now," I mind linked him.

"Lucky man. The Beta should thank me later with a Christmas bonus."

"I'll let him know," I huffed.