Dinner/A new nanny(1)

AIDEN
"So, big bro, will you tell me what that was about, earlier today?" Ellen lifted her brows as she stared at me. 
"What?" I questioned back.
Though I knew what she was talking about. Still, I wasn't ready to tell her anything. At least not in front of my three other siblings and parents who now gazed at me with peaked interest. 
Nosy bunch of people!
"That girl, she left your office in anger and almost murdered Claire with the look in her eyes." Ellen shook her head, chuckling. Perhaps, pleased with the scene.
I chuckled as I imagined her and Claire going one on one. Claire would no doubt shred her into pieces yet I wouldn't watch that happen.
Anyone that touched her, had me to answer to because she was my responsibility even though she hadn't realized it yet. 
"Don't give me that look. All other participant came out and didn't look as if they were about to murder anyone except her. Are you hiding anything from me? Your darling sister?" Ellen blinked her eyes continually, then pouted. 
Sparkles scoffed, rolling her eyes whilst the twin snickered. 
I preferred Ellen to all my siblings. Not because she assists me in running the business, she was the most level headed in them all.
She thinks first then reacts later, which often was deadly.
"Besides, her name sounds familiar. Elena Lockser, I believe I've heard that name before but I can't figure out where." She tilted her head whilst gazing at the white ceiling. 
The chandelier above dangled and did nothing to add to lighten the room we were in. Though it wasn't entirely dark, at least to us it wasn't. A single large window was at its widest which enabled the sunray and cool wind to drift in.
"I know!" Sparkles snapped her fingers.
"There is only one Elena Lockser I've seen and know of. The daughter of George Lockser and sister to Ava and Amy. Platinum blonde hair, grey eyes and mouth that can rival a toilet." Sparkles wrinkled her nose as she portrayed her. 
Truly, she was right in the description, however, she forgot to add fiery and headstrong. 
"Sparkles." Mom berated, scowling. "Never say such a nasty word especially when eating. Besides, you are a lady and a proper lady never utters such words." She lectured. 
"Maybe I don't want to be a proper lady." Sparkles retorted, shrugging. 
Mom scowled whilst dad snickered earning him a death glare from her. 
"Her description makes her sound cool." Liam grinned which made Sparkles swat his hair.
"That's her!" Ellen affirmed. Her gaze, however, travelled back on me. 
"So?" I implored, gazing around the table.
"Who is she?" She questioned back. 
Although I didn't want to say anything and no one would bring it out of my mouth if I never wanted. Yet, I needed to let them know of my decision. 
"My mate and soon to be wife since you all want to know," I stated, grinning at the word, mate. 
Five pairs of eyes gawked at my declaration. 
"Uhh?" Sparkles sputtered, choking on the water in her mouth. 
Liam, who was next to her, rubbed her back to ease her. 
"When and how did you make such decisions without my consent?" Mom inquired. "I already arranged you with Lord Tunnel's daughter, Priscilla."
"Thanks but no thanks." "However, Liam or Kellen would be glad to have her. Wouldn't you?"
Liam recoiled and he shuddered whilst Kellen appeared to be interested.
"I don't even like her. She annoys the hell out of me!" Liam grumbled. 
Priscilla, the heiress and only child of Lord and Lady Tunnel was a beautiful woman and a Beta to her brother. She would make a great wife and breed lovely children because of how loyal she was to her park. Still,l I didn't feel anything for her. Not even a teeny bit spark towards her. 
"I want you for her. She is so beautiful, I mean the loveliest lady I have ever laid my eyes on." She gushed. 
"You should meet Elena. She never tries too hard though like Priscilla." I snickered.
"She's a beauty but with a gutter mouth." Sparkled concurred, grumbling.
"And you are jealous of her." Ellen pointed out. 
"Whatever." Sparkles said, rolling her eyes.
I wonder why Sparkles seemed not to like her. However, that was how she was. She never liked anyone, except for us, her family. Or maybe she didn't like getting close to humans but she had two as a friend. 
I grabbed my phone from the table as it went off. 
"Well, I gotta go," I stated as I read the content of the message on my phone.
"Prepare for a wedding in two weeks from now." I stared, gazing at their stunned expression. 
"Wedding?" Sparkles asked, breaking the silence yet again. 
Though Elena hadn't agreed to it, I believed I would coax her before the mating season, which was exactly that two weeks. 
"You can't just come to every dinner dropping a bombshell then leave." My mom yelled at my back. 
I halted, then swirled to gaze at her.
"Ugh, your children are just unbelievable!" Mom tossed her hands in the air whilst glaring.
"I can't birth them without your help," Dad confessed, making me laugh. 
"We are your children too." Sparkles reminded her. 
The last bombshell, as she had called it that I dropped was when I announced my marriage to Sienna. She had been against it at first but later grew to love her. Sadly, she didn't last long enough. 
I knew she would get to love Elena and become protective of her as well. No matter who I choose, at the end of the day, she would agree to it. 
I wonder what kind of nanny was waiting for me at home. I hope it would be someone like madame Lucia. She was a grandmother and was very caring. She had been there before Sienna came into the house and was still there. 
I wouldn't be thinking of a nanny if she hadn't been called for official business. Madame Lucia had her clan which were known to use Voodoos. 
I never believed in it though and I still don't. Heck, I never believed werewolves existed until I triggered my curse by accidentally running someone over with my first car, and I had shifted one full moon. 
Since then, I learnt about the history of the werewolf in the family and my siblings, also had taken turns in shifting too after triggering the werewolf gene intentionally or not. 
Wincing, I recollect the excruciating pain I had passed through. For the first few years, I couldn't control myself and would be chained down and left writhing in pain until the transformation was complete. 
Still, I feel anguish but not as before as I was in control now. Unlike my siblings that hunt down animals for blood and sometimes humans, that couldn't stay in a place bare the consequences of their actions when they come in contact with them. 
I, on the other hand, try to control my appetite for blood and feed on some little creature instead. Yet, I was stronger than them. 
The Alpha title was a bloodline thingy. It was passed from my grandfather to me. I was told my father was too weak to take the rein and opt-in to be an elder instead because of his great experience and knowledge of the pack whilst my mom was one of the three caretakers of the pack. But, she was the head over them and they often referred to her as the Alpha's mother because she birthed me. 
The packs which consist of my other siblings and employees plus some of my friends had been supportive. Especially Ellen who was my second in command, Beta.
I drove inside the garage and alighted out of the car. As soon as I stepped into the living room, a familiar scent invaded everywhere. 
"Lucia!" No reply came and I called twice again. Nothing. 
Stepping into the kitchen, I took the sticky note attached to the fridge and read aloud:
I told her to stay. I left because you were taking too long. 
Lucia.
I didn't intentionally take too long, I muttered to the paper with me. 
Still, that didn't explain why Elena's scent was here. 
Did I carry anything that belonged to her by chance? I pondered as I stepped out of the kitchen. 
My heart palpitated as I moved towards the cellar. The scent grew stronger and I growled as goosebumps began to rise on my skin. 
That wench would be the death of me if I didn't do the necessary thing, quickly. 
I nudged the door open and froze at the spot. 
She is here but how?
I watched as she stood beside the crib. Her long straight legs and curvy derriere were accentuated with the short gown she donned on.