The Genius Delta

Chapter 12 - Persephone

Riding in Jonathan’s Aston Martin DB5 erased all my troubles about Mila from my mind. Hard to think

about annoying bitches that want my mate when I’m in a car like this. And while it was fun to tease him

about him coming to Incubi, I never even considered that an option. If I were in line to be Beta of

Nebrodi, I’d have fought for my rank. But I don’t have a rank and wouldn’t dream of taking him away

from his role as Delta.

Every trouble I had melted away on the drive back to Bloodmoon. Nothing else mattered between

being in this car and talking about our future. I was excited to get to the packhouse because we’d let

others know we were mates. I’ll have to video call my family back in Sicily. I would say I don’t know who

will be more excited at this news, but I already knew it would be André.

I had a smile on my face as we went into the Bloodmoon packhouse. The smile lasted all of five This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

seconds. I should’ve recognized her, but I met many people when I got here last night and was too tired

to care. And right now, I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with bitches trying to throw themselves at

Jonathan. I couldn’t do anything about Mila because we were at the office, but now I’m done letting

people think they can touch my mate.

“Hana? What is going on?” Alpha Logan questioned, raising his toddler daughter’s hands from his eyes

as she was perched on his shoulders.

“What happened? I was trying to bathe CJ.” Luna Aurelia frowned as she came down the stairs with

their infant son wrapped in a hooded baby towel in her arms.

“She grabbed my collar and threw me to the ground.” Hana accused, accurately but still accusing, as

she got up, pointing a finger at me.

It dawned on me very suddenly who this human was. She’s the Bloodmoon Princess. I folded my arms

because there was no way I would back down. Being an Alpha’s kid doesn’t mean a free pass to throw

yourself at other people.

“Alpha Logan, Luna Aurelia.” I bowed my head respectfully. “Tell your daughter she touches my mate

again, and it will be worse than her ass hitting the floor.” I glared at Hana.

All eyes turned from me to Jonathan. “Guess who found their mate this morning.” He grinned and

moved closer to me before wrapping an arm around my waist.

Logan groaned while Aurelia sighed. Hana, however, looked at Jonathan and then at his arm around

me, tears filling her eyes before rushing upstairs past her stepmother and baby brother. I should feel

something, right? Like empathy or something like that. But I can’t bring myself to. What did she think

would happen? That Jonathan would never find his mate and be hers?

“I’ll go check on Hana.” Aurelia sighed. “She shouldn’t be so surprised. She knew he wasn’t hers.” I

heard her muttering as she walked up the stairs.

“Coud!” The little red-haired girl on Logan’s shoulders clapped before holding her arms out. “Up!”

Jonathan arched an eyebrow at me. “Are you going to duck it out with a toddler if I hold her?”

“A two-year-old is very different from a sixteen-year-old and older throwing themselves at you.” I rolled

my eyes and elbowed him.

Jonathan chuckled as he took the younger Bloodmoon princess off her father’s shoulders. “Hey, Rosie.

Are you at least happy for Uncle Silvercloud finding his mate?” He spoke in the sweet voice people use

when talking to a child.

“Happie.” Rose parroted with glee.

“I’m sorry about Hana.” Logan sighed. “She’s unfortunately had a crush on this idiot most of her life.”

He shrugged.

“I never encouraged it, to be clear. And you don’t have to worry about Rosie here.” Jonathan smiled,

kissing the little girl’s cheeks. “She’s already got her sights set on Royce Bryant.”

Logan growled and took his daughter back. “Let’s not start talking that way. She’s two. She doesn’t

know what having a crush means.”

I chuckled. “I wonder if this is what Alec will be like when Gwen and Christina start liking boys. Then

again, I wonder if he was like this when Katrina and André were growing up.”

“Probably.” Logan sighed and nuzzled his daughter’s face. “Stop trying to grow up so fast. No liking

boys or dating till you find your mate.”

“Are you going to tell CJ the same thing about girls?” Jonathan arched his brow.

“Of course. Not going to give CJ special treatment because he has a dick.” Logan rolled his eyes and

then looked at me with a heavy sigh.

“So you’re his mate. So I have to deal with both of you for the rest of my life?” He shook his head. “And

I’ll have to call Alec and let him know your summer visit became a permanent residence. Speaking of

residence, you don’t plan to keep living here, do you? Cause I swear to Goddess I’m not insured

enough for two crazy inventors under my roof.”

Jonathan and I were both laughing. He warned me this was the most likely reaction, at least from

Logan. I wish he’d warned me about Hana and her crush on him. I might have been less aggressive.

The key word is might.

“Don’t worry so much, Logan. It’s not healthy.” Jonathan teased.

“We planned to discuss our living arrangements tonight. We’ve got bigger issues to deal with.” I sighed.

“Like?” Logan arched his eyebrow.

It’s so weird to look at him. I’ve been told he was shorter than his brother but resembled him. So I was

prepared to meet a good-looking man. I didn’t expect him to be shorter than me. Thank the Goddess

that I was too jet-lagged to comment about his height. I’ve heard stories about what happens to people

that mock his size.

“Work and skanks,” I grumbled, thinking about Mila.

She had better not come sniffing around Jonathan tomorrow. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep Sara in

check, especially if she shows up without a justifiable cause. And by justifiable cause, I mean she was

sent on an errand by her mentor Reed. I cannot think of any reason Reed would need to communicate

with Jonathan. I’m sure if Reed needed Jonathan for something, he’d use the office email.

“Which reminds me, I need to access the database we keep for approved nonpack in the territory,”

Jonathan announced, walking quickly past Logan.

Oh good. It sounds like Jonathan’s going to do some digging into that bitch. I hope she didn’t file the

correct forms and gets sent back to wherever the fuck she came from. And with her ditz routine around

Jonathan, I wonder if Mila got a spot as an intern on her merit. Like maybe she submitted someone

else’s project. Or perhaps her name isn’t Mila, and she’s impersonating the real Mila to spy on

Silvercloud and/or Bloodmoon.

“Wait, what’s going on?” Logan frowned as he watched Jonathan go into his office.

“Mila Bălan,” I growled. “She’s an intern too, and a werewolf. She’s been getting on my last nerve, and

if we weren’t in an office with the mixed company, I’d have ripped her throat out.”

“Gotcha.” Logan nodded as he looked past me. “Welcome back Delilah. Scott, why do you look pale? If

you’re sick, you can go to the doctor and stay far the hell away from my pups.” He narrowed his eyes at

Scott, turning enough to keep Rose away.

I looked over my shoulder and smiled at my sister. I know precisely why Scott looked pale. He’s

terrified we’ve already ratted him out because I know who Jonathan is.

“Don’t worry, Alpha Logan. Scott is not sick, at least not in a way that would be contagious to your

adorable babies.” Delilah assured. “Oh, she’s so cute with those red curls. May I hold her? Being so far

away from Gwen and Christina, I miss my baby fix.” She sighed.

Back home, Delilah is the baby whisperer. She’s excellent not only with Gwen and Christina but with

the babies of the other packs, like Katrina and Tie’s little boy Thales or Stephen and Amelia’s little girl

Grace. Between Delilah and Regina the heirs of all three packs have loving sitters. It’s like they are

born mothers. I don’t have that gene.

‘I bet you will feel different when it’s your baby with Jonathan.’ Sara taunted.

Damn her and getting that thought in my head. Now I’m trying to picture how our genetics would mesh.

But more than trying to imagine what our future child could look like, my brain rolled into the gutter. I

remembered how he looked shirtless and wondered what it would be like to have sex with him.

I must have spaced out because Delilah was standing next to me, holding Rose, when I blinked back

into the conversation. Scott was stammering, trying to explain why he looked pale. Ugh, he’s going to

drag this out. I can’t watch this any further.

“He’s terrified because the dummy called my mate Silvercloud when they ran into us at lunch. In his

utter stupidity, he revealed Jonathan’s identity to me before my mate could. Jonathan said he’d have to

deal with you for the slip.” I shrugged.

“You did what?” Logan growled, stepping towards Scott. Scott went wide-eyed as Logan’s eyes

narrowed, becoming less blue by the second.

Scott was quickly scrambling backward till he hit the front door. Logan’s alpha aura was oppressive

even for me, and I dealt with Chesed. It was bad enough that Rose started to sniffle.

The aura dropped at her sniffles, and Logan looked back at Rose in Delilah’s arms. His eyes were back

to being blue. He sighed and looked at Scott.

“You are fortunate that Rose is right there. Go to your apartment and do not leave it till I say so. I will

deal with you later.” He commanded, pointing to the door.

He didn’t have to be told twice. Scott eagerly ducked out of the packhouse. I would almost feel bad for

him, but he’s the idiot who revealed Jonathan’s identity publicly. More than just Delilah and myself

could have heard him. I hope no one else from the office was there. I didn’t even think about it before

now. I’ll have to ask Jonathan so we can confirm.

“LOGAN! Get in here!” Jonathan shouted, leaning out of Logan’s office door.

I furrowed my brow, not sure I liked the urgency in his voice. Something was wrong, and I was going to

find out. I know he didn’t call for me, but I followed Logan to the office to find out anyway.