As we walk up the steps, the paparazzi call out questions to us, asking where I’ve been and who the new members of our party are. I hear them also calling Luca’s name, but Luca is very professional about the whole situation, keeping his eyes focused ahead on my parents, who are waiting patiently for us at the top of the stairs.
Again, I can’t help the huge smile on my face. My mom beams at all of us, her hands pressed to her heart, but she laughs aloud when she sees me, so pleased and happy that I’m here, and that I’m safe, and that I’ve managed to drag my two Alpha mates into what is sure to be a great deal of drama for her to enjoy.
I shift my eyes to my dad after a moment, not letting it bother me that he’s looking very stern. After all, he usually always looks stern. But as dad wat
