“I have never seen Daddy hug Grandad,” he says in a loud whisper.
Marcel chuckles as Leo moves back. He is as stoic as ever, but when our eyes meet, he is unable to hide the fact that they are full of emotions. I know it wasn’t easy for him… but I truly am proud of him.
“Come on over here, son.” Marcel motions him over, his arm still around Leo’s shoulders as Leo simply takes a drag on the cigarette he is still holding.
“Group hug!” Corrado exclaims, running over to them.
“Yes, you, too, Azura.” Marcel smiles. My eyes widen slightly, not expecting that.
“I don’t think -“
“Come on, Azura, we are having a family hug!” Corrado says, turning and beckoning me over.
“Family hug…” I place my hand on my stomach for a second, feeling Leo’s eyes on me, before I walk over to them as Marcel lifts Corrado into his arms.
“Yes, Azura is family, isn’t she?” He asks Corrado as I stop a little away, feeling awkward. Leo’s scent doesn’t help matters either…
With Marcel’s hands busy, does he expect me to hug Sexy Alpha Dickface? No, I’m so not going to do that. I’m still going to get that staple gun and execute my revenge…
“Yes, she is. We are going to keep her,” Corrado whispers into Marcel’s ear, making my eyebrow shoot up. He lets out a laugh before nodding.
“Yes, I like the idea.” Leo frowns.
“Are we done yet?” He asks coldly.
“Oh no, Daddy, we have to have a group hug!” Corrado reminds him, holding his arm out to me.
At the same moment, Leo reaches out, his arm snaking around my waist as he pulls me close
My heart pounds, the electrifying sparks of the bond dizzying. Our eyes meet for a moment, and I can hear his heart deceive him. So close… yet so far away… I place my hand on his shoulder, placing my other hand on Marcel’s back. Forcing my gaze away from Leo’s, I rest my head against Corrado’s. He giggles, resting his hand on top of mine.
“I love you, Azura!” My heart thunders as I look up into that innocent face of his.
“I love you, too,” I whisper. Reaching up, I kiss his nose and smile at him. Somehow this little gem has made a special space inside of my heart. There are just too many emotions inside of me…
Deep down, past that stubborn ass exterior of mine, is it wrong that I want this? Want Leo… want to have Corrado in my life? Want Marcel to get to see his next grandchild grow up around him, too?
My breath hitches when I feel Leo’s fingers caress the side of my stomach. My heart pounds as I turn my eyes hesitantly to his. Those icy blues that I love so much stare back into mine with such intensity that I almost forget to breathe.
“I’ll put them…” We all turn to see Winona standing there holding some dress bags, freezing in her tracks as she realises the room isn’t empty. “I’m so sorry,” she says quickly, looking flustered, as Leo moves back first.
“Not at all,” Marcel says, smiling slightly. “We were just having a moment, and I appreciate all the help. You didn’t have to do any of this.” He walks over to her, and she smiles slightly, nodding.
“Thank you, Alpha,” she replies, looking down at the bags.
“I’ll take them,” Marcel offers. “We all need a change of clothes anyway.”
I watch curiously, wondering what those clothes are for. Marcel’s words make me realise I have put paint on Leo, and
Corrado has put some in my hair and all over Marcel.
“Ah, this one is yours,” Marcel says, passing one of the bags back to her. Winona looks at him, surprised.
“Alpha, I can’t accept this…” She turns to Leo for help, looking confused.
“You are as much part of this family as the rest of us. You have taken care of my grandson, and that alone is enough. Since it’s of your choosing, you can’t really refuse,” Marcel says firmly.
“Alpha.” She looks at Leo, who simply raises an eyebrow.
“I don’t know what sh-is going on, but you agreed to help him,” he says, smoking his cigarette, smoothly stopping himself from swearing.
“And that should be enough of an answer to show you can’t refuse. Alpha’s orders,” Marcel says dismissively. Winona stares down at the dress, her cheeks burning as she tries her best to protest.
“I didn’t realise it was for me…” she mumbles.
“You will look great in it,” Marcel says confidently, making her blush deeper and become even more flustered. “Now, pass this one to Rosaline for me?” He adds, not even realising the flustered mess he has left the poor woman in as he passes her another bag. Well, even I have to admit Marcel is some fine wine, what woman wouldn’t get hot and bothered? I smirk, finding it rather amusing. She nods, looking at me for help, and although I kind of get what is going on, I’m not going to side with her when I feel she sure as hell deserves that dress.
“So, what are these dresses for?” I ask, going over.
“The party tonight,” Marcel explains, smirking slightly.
“Party?” Leo asks sharply.
“Oh yeah, a party! Me and Grandad planned it! It’s for Azura!” Corrado gushes. “I want you to look pretty in that dress, Winnie! You helped us, too!”
“Did she now?” Leo remarks, his voice sounding deep andrough, as Winona lowers her head apologetically. I can’t help but smirk.
“What’s wrong? Never been to a party before?” I taunt him.
“Only the ones I need to,” he shoots back.
“Well, you need to come to this one,” Marcel adds.
“It’s for Azura. I don’t need to. I agreed to come to dinner… not to a party.” Corrado turns, his smile vanishing as he stares at Leo.
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