The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate
Chapter 52 – The Alphas’ Porn Star Mate

Miles POV

The atmosphere at the table was tense. Some of the warriors who had already eaten decided to slip out and the omegas who had been actively serving us made themselves scarce.

Chloe and my brother were sitting as far from my parents as they could. Mick had wanted to flee. I saw the look on his face, just as Nonna and Chloe did. Nonna was able to make him listen and come in to eat. Chloe gripped his hands, whispering reassurances to him. I was thankful to her, because I didn't want him leaving me and the pack. Not again. Not when there was so much left unsaid between us.

My heartbeat would quicken every time Chloe looked at me. It happened often, and I noticed it was when Mick would tense up the most. It was like she was pleading with me for help to protect him or to fix something. I wanted to do something to ease this for my brother, but I know how badly my parents wanted to make up with him. I have seen the effects Mick's absence and the guilt has played on our father's health.

Yes, our father was always a tough man. He had to be. It wasn't resentment or malice that made him push Mick like he did. It was fear. He feared that if my brother was not tough enough in this harsh world of Alphas and hierarchy, he would get eaten by the wolves. Just from the past two months of taking over the pack, I see why our father pushed Mick the way he did. Other packs can be ruthless, and in the pursuit of being the strongest, they will try to weaken the packs not allied with them any way they can.

"Here. Have one of these, Chloe," Nonna hovered over her, filling her plate with pastries and different fruits. Nonna was in the clouds, thrilled by Chloe's misfortune with her previous mate, since it was the reason Mick came back to our pack with our mate. Only Nonna could replace the positive in a situation like Chloe's. "If you dip this in the cappuccino, it tastes divine. The buttery layers just melt in your mouth, nipote."

"Thank you," Chloe said in her sweet, sultry voice, low and unknowingly sensual. She can't possibly know how attractive even her voice is. Her eyes flickered to mine again, and the hesitant smile combined with her captivating stare had Ivar howling, wagging his tail with untamed want. He's been riled up since this morning when we saw her naked on Mick's old bed. She was not the first woman I've caught naked in my brother's bed, but she is the only one that I've ever wanted to snatch away and taste for myself. Everything about her was perfect. "Even her sexy jewelry," Ivar reminded me, flashing images of Chloe's pierced nipples in my head.

My goddess, I wasn't expecting that. The desire to touch them was massive. She wasn't shy at all, but I felt like a twelve-year-old catching a glimpse at my first naked woman. I had to work so hard to keep my face from showing my embarrassment. "That's his mate?" Mom leaned over to whisper in question, staring at Chloe.

"That's her," I answered the obvious. Mick wasn't letting there be an inch of space between them. If he wasn't so tense from being in the same room as our parents, I suspect that she would be on his lap. "Is she.....?"

"My mate too?" I finished her question for her. My gaze met Chloe's again, and my heart hammering in my chest should be answer enough. "Yes," I said softly, not tearing my eyes away from Chloe's. "She's mine too."

"Hmm," mom was looking her over, fully taking Chloe in. Chloe was already a Luna before, but mom didn't know that. I hadn't told my parents anything, and they only found out about Mick's return when they came to the dining room for breakfast for once. I wasn't expecting them. They have been taking their meals at home since pops hasn't been well. Nonna was here first this morning, as she always was, to help oversee the cooking. It's her way of helping Emily get some rest with the pack's leadership changes. Nonna had heard the story of how Mick came home from some of the omegas, two of which had spent the evening prior with one of our guests. Mom and dad didn't get to hear the whole story of Mick's return. They just knew that Mick was back and was with his mate. Our mate.

Chloe didn't look like your typical Luna, which made my desire for her grow even more. Her appearance was flawless, but she had an exotic air to her. Her thick, full hair and dark stunning eyes, were the first features about her that drew you in. Her small frame was sensually curvy. Her tight-fitting leggings and shirt accentuated how sultry her body really was. She was one of those women that were just sexy without trying to be.

"I'd sniff her butt," Ivar hummed like a sicko. "Let me at her."

"You'd just scare her, you horny dog."

"Nonna didn't scare her."

"Nonna wasn't trying to sniff her butt."

"No, but she's kissing her butt now," Ivar pointed out. Nonna made Mick and Chloe's friends move down a seat, taking the place right beside Chloe. Nonna was spoon feeding her different types of jam, asking which she preferred. She would wipe the corner of Chloe's mouth with every bite.

"Here, sour-puss. Eat that. You need a little sweetness in you right now," Nonna pushed a cornetto against his mouth, forcing him to take a bite. He reluctantly did, and when Nonna let go of the other end, the custard on the inside started to spill out. Chloe was quick to bite down on the other end, saving my brother from a mess dripping into his lap.

Mick's defenses dropped as he smiled around the food, looking amused at Chloe. She giggled and tried to pull away, but he gripped her arm, holding her in place. He proceeded to eat his end of the pastry, making more of the custard spill from Chloe's side. She tried to hurry and eat up the spillage, catching what she couldn't with her hands. She let go of the cornetto with her teeth, laughing as she licked the custard off her hands. Mick grinned audaciously, trying to lean in and help her, but she instead wiped the custard down his face.

Nonna was watching them with a meddling smirk, happy seeing my brother happy. I was too. We rarely saw him smile like this before.

I glanced over at my parents. Mom's facial expression had softened, but pops looked strained. I know it was his guilt, but if Mick looked over right now he would think pops was mad again. Our father doesn't know how to show affection the way most people do. It causes him stress when he can't figure out how to do it.

"I want some," Jamie said, leaning over my Nonna to open his mouth wide for Chloe.

Nonna gave him a cold look for interrupting. "Here," she said, shoving a muffin in his mouth. He choked and sputtered, but then licked his lips and smiled with his mouth full.

"Thank you, Miss Nonna. Want me to lick your hands clean too?"

My Nonna's cheeks turned red and she smacked Jamie on the back of his head. "There. I wiped them clean," she said.

"Ah oh. Jamie's granny fetish is going to come out," Beau teased.

Nonna lifted her chin, but her flushed cheeks told how flattered she felt. "I am three times your age, dried up and worn out. Eat your breakfast and hush."

"I want to be fed too," Jamie rested his chin on his hand and stared at Nonna.

"Can you not?" Mick glared at his friend.

Chloe was giggling, biting her plump bottom lip while Jamie flirted with Nonna. Knowing what these men did for a living, I'm not thinking much of it. Flattery must come easy to them.

Everyone but Boyd. He had a scowl on his face all breakfast that only deepened when Mick and Chloe walked in. After seeing the damage Mick did to his face yesterday, I understand. "Excuse me," he said, pushing away from the table. Beau watched him leave, then decided to follow after him. I mind linked a couple of warriors to watch out for Boyd too. Billy had a talk with Jamie and Beau yesterday, and I'm worried Boyd's obsession with Chloe and his apparent hate for Mick might cause him to do something stupid. I'm only tolerating him being here for my brother and Chloe's sake.

Chloe watched Beau leave after Boyd, and I watched her. Every little movement of hers fascinated me. Our eyes met again, and this time I worked up the nerve to smile. I was graced with the most stunning smile back. Ivar was desperate to touch her, but I was choosing to be content with that smile for now. It was a smile meant just for me. There was something in her stare today too. She didn't look as against me as she was yesterday.

As the meal started to be cleared and more people started to leave, going off to get to their jobs and whatnot, pops finally found the courage to speak.