I can’t believe my eyes or my nose when she says that dinner is ready. I look and realize that my little mate had prepared a wonderful Italian dish with a side salad and garlic bread. “This looks amazing,” I say in awe. I hear footsteps padding down the hall at a run as the door to the common area slams open.
“Who’s cooking?” Liam’s eyes are huge as they land on the meal on the table.
“I am,” Mia says with a bright smile. Milly, Mac, and my father follow close behind Liam through the door. “Would you all like to have dinner with us? I made more than enough to feed a family of Alphas.” She smiles at my father who takes a deep breath and inhales the flavors that are lingering in the air.
“I would love to have dinner with you two.” He heads straight for the table and pulls a chair out fo
