My Dom or My Mate?

Chapter 7

--Tables & Chairs--

Back at work, finally out of my funk. I feel more positive. Still confused, but positive.

I'm sat there at my desk typing out a letter for my boss, Mr Fray.

Mind numbingly boring but it keeps my brain busy.

Just as I press print, the office phone rings. I clear my throat and take my professional mode.

"Good morning, Mr Fray's office. How can I help you?" I speak politely.

"Lizzie? It's Holden!"

I grin, hearing his bright voice.

"Hiya!! What's up?" I ask.

"I err... was err... calling to err..." He hesitates, stumbling over his words.

It's cute!

Adorable.

I smile.

"Just say it, Holden." I murmur gently, trying to encourage him.

I hear him down the line taking a deep breath. "Iwantedtoaskyouonadate." He rushes out.

I blush at the request.

"Ask me properly and you might get an answer." I tease.

Holden chuckles slightly. "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous."

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me?"

I grin. "Yes Holden, I'd love to."

After the the phone call, I sit there questioning my acceptance to the date.

I'd spent a whole two days with Dean, letting him love me, and bond with me as more than a Dom or a friend.

I should allow Holden that opportunity too I guess?

Why is it that whenever I see either of these two men, I lose all my self control and end up in bed with them?

I feel like a slut!

I'm going back and forth between these two men, and I've now said I loved Dean, who isn't my mate.

Isn't that rejecting Holden?

Oh I don't know!

It's so confusing!

~*~

I'm stood in my hallway, nervously twirling my loose locks around my finger.

Holden is due any minute now to pick me up for our date.

I am dressed in a slinky deep plum purple wrap dress, hugging my curves perfectly, with a pair of lilac stiletto sandals.

I went all out for this date.

Part of me feels like I made too much of an effort, and that I should change, but the other part thinks I was supposed to dress up.

Holden isn't just a simple wolf. He's an Alpha!

My rightful mate is an Alpha.

Was I the right type to be a pack Luna?

Did I carry the right qualities?

More worries!!

Just as I'm working myself into a frenzy, a knock at the door halts my thoughts.

I shake my head, trying to rid those stressful thoughts from my brain. I take a long, deep and calming breath as I walk to the door.

Swinging it open, I gawp at the gorgeous creature in front of me.