The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate
Chapter 57 – The Alphas’ Porn Star Mate

"Alright, Luna. It's all fixed," an omega man told me as he and his helper wiped up the dust from installing the new door. "Someone will come by tomorrow to fix the paint and stain it, but it will do for now." "Thanks," I smiled tightly, not correcting the man again for calling me Luna. It would just fall on deaf ears again.

"You take care now, Luna," he said, righting his baseball cap and walking away with his tool box as the other man carried away all the leftover trash.

Someone else had already cleaned up the old door and debris from Nonna this morning before I got back to the bedroom. After learning about Mr. Smith, Miles, his Beta and Gamma started taking action to tighten the security of the pack. I felt like I was just in the way but Mick wanted to stay behind and help. He was bent over Billy, pointing out things I didn't even comprehend on the weird digitalized computer screen. I said I was tired and made the excuse of going to take a nap in his room to get out of there. Both Mick and Miles offered to walk me up, Mick being more enthusiastic about it, but I insisted I could go on my own. They were busy tryign to keep me safe and I didn't want to interrupt.

Plus, the tension was getting to me. Miles and Mick, the one I'm marked by and the one the bond is trying to pull me towards, both being so near me at the same time, was making me feel jittery and discontent. Like I had just slugged ten cups of coffee and was trying to sit still in a chair. It wasn't working.

Then there was the fact that everyone still insisted on calling me Luna even though I had no intentions of becoming one again. All the warriors were calling me that in Miles's office, and then I had at least a dozen people nod or bow to me on my way up to the bedroom, calling me Luna and welcoming me with sincere kindness. It made me feel more unsettled and a bit guilty.

"Then become their Luna. Easy peasy," Cortina snuffed at me.

"I think you are just excessively horny, you tramp. Be happy with one dick for now."

"I can be happy with any until you mark our other mate," she snapped.

That was true. Without a wolf, Mick didn't have a beast to shift in to and mate with Cortina. No wonder she is so pent up. It has been years since she has gotten any physical relief.

I was about to lay down in the freshly made bed when I heard a subtle knock at the door.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Luna?" A feminine voice called out.

I rolled my eyes and huffed, walking over to answer it. "Yes?" I opened the door with a bit more attitude than I intended. It was Emily on the other side with a tentative smile on her face. "I'm sorry. The Luna title is just.... Well...." Goddess, I feel guilty even explaining to her. I tried my best to put on a friendly look. "I'm sorry. How can I help you, Emily? And please, just call me Chloe."

"Chloe," she bowed slightly.

"No bowing," I snapped, back to using a harsher tone. "Please. I'm not a flipping Luna and I don't deserve that level of respect. Just Chloe. No bowing. Got it?"

I sounded harsh, and was cursing at myself in my head, wishing I hadn't lashed out like that. Even Cortina was tutting her tongue at me, but then Emily bit her lips and laughed, her nose making a cute snorting noise.

"Sorry," she covered her mouth with her hand. "Luna Gail was telling some of us how well-suited to the role you were. I thought you would be more stiff. I'm glad to see that was not the case."

"She said that?" I couldn't believe it.

"Yeah. She bragged at lunch that Luna Chloe would be a, and I quote, 'a well-suited luna and a wondrous prize to our pack with her elegant beauty and decorum'. Your friend snorted coke out of his nose, so I should have taken that as a clue you weren't a snob." "Huh," I stood there puzzled, wondering why the previous Luna would say that. I didn't think she was all that thrilled to have a porn star daughter-in-law. "Well, I'm not Luna and don't want to be one again."

"Sure, sure," she laughed. "Good luck telling Luna Gail that. She's probably getting omegas to bring swatches and samples for the party of the century for your Luna ceremony to their retirement suite now. She's hyped up and in full Luna mode again. We haven't seen Alpha Dario or Luna Gail this alive in years. Not since before Mick decided to be a douche and run away."

Here came the overload of guilt again. Denying the pack and Miles would be the same as taking Mick away from the place that missed him so greatly. I'm getting more and more sure that I can't do that.

I was nervously gnawing on my bottom lip, all the anxieties of being mated to two Alphas of this pack weighing on me again.

Emily must have sensed my shift in mood. She continued on, changing th subject, "So, uh, I heard the guys were all busy with something major today. I was run out of the office by the tech department because they needed more desks. So..... I was wondering if you might want to go on a tour of the pack with me?"

This piqued my interest. Mick had mentioned the warrior building before. I wanted to check that out and see the rest of the ground, curious if everywhere people looked as free as they did in the packhouse. I hadn't seen anything besides the drive from the front gates to here. "A tour? Is Alpha Miles okay with me just leaving the pack house?"

"Yeah! Why wouldn't he be?"

The answer to that was too sad for me to say out loud. Cameron never let me leave the pack house.

I shrugged, biting my lips. "Because I'm a rogue?"

"Psh. You're the Luna." She clamped her lips together and smiled apologetically. "I mean, even if you weren't the Luna, he still wouldn't confine you here. We don't work like that. I know other Alphas might be assholes but Miles is great, and even his father was fair and generous with all us. That's why our pack is as large as it is. Everyone is happy and content here. We have the best leadership around."

"I can see that," I murmured, growing more amazed at the workings of this pack. Emily is the Beta's mate, so she may just be trying to persuade me out of loyalty, but I've seen enough to know this pack is different from Fire Moon and its allies.

I smiled brightly, excited to see more. "I would love a tour, Emily. Thank you."

"You bet," she giggled, hooking her elbow in mine and pulling me with her out down the hall and out the packhouse door, pointing out everything to me along the way.