My Dom or My Mate?

Chapter 17

--Competition & Cookie Dough--

The past few weeks have been lovely. Dean has put his house on the market, and has put an offer on a huge house nearer the pack house where we can all live. All meaning me, him and Holden.

And of course our babies when they arrive.

Right now we are all living in the pack house. I moved out of my flat and in here so I was closer to my mates. Neither of them wanted me living alone.

It's impossible to win a fight with two stubborn men who are fighting for the same side.

Sat in the kitchen watching Holden out in the back garden training some teen wolves in fighting techniques, I smile to myself.

He is so competent and talented in his pack skills. It just makes me love him so much more.

"I can't believe he actually took you on! You're so ugly and fat! Seriously! Just eww!" I hear a sneering voice behind me.

I swing around on the stool and look at this leggy blonde with skimpy, smutty clothing on and five inch heels.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"You heard me, bitch! Before you, he wanted me! You've ruined my plans for being Luna and I'm gonna get him back. Just you watch!" She snaps, her hands on her hips, giving me attitude.

"Right." I snap, climbing off the stool carefully as I am now huge with my pregnancy. "One: I am Holden's mate. Not my fault. Blame the spirits! And two: I am NOT fat, I'm pregnant! Get off my back, you're just jealous. Give over and go get your leg over someone else!" I say, getting right up her face.

The whore turns red, then purple, then back to normal, before smirking. "How about Dean then?"

I want her head. Fucking bitch!

"Don't you even dare!" I raise my hand, wanting to slap her senseless, only to have it grabbed by someone. Pleasure shoots through me.

I turn and look at Dean, who's giving little miss whore a dirty look.

"Firstly, baby, she ain't worth it. Secondly, love, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot barge pole, neither would Holden. And thirdly, baby, lets go see Holden and tell him about this whore so she can get punished." Dean snaps, glaring at her.

I watch as her features turn from cocky to frightened. "No! Please don't! I'm on my third strike! He'll banish me! Please?!" She gasps.

I laugh out loud. "It might do the pack some good if we do. You're a disgrace to the pack and your poor Alpha!"

I turn on my heel, and with Dean's hand in mine we leave through the back door.

Time to get the bitch banished.

We fill Holden in on what happened and he growls.

"Typical fucking Mercedes! That bitch will do whatever it takes to get in my bed."

I sigh. "Have you?"

I know it's like signing my own death certificate, but I had to know.

"Yes, unfortunately. Once. I was inebriated and she took advantage. That was like three years ago, and it hasn't happened since. I made it clear that it was a drunken mistake but she isn't taking my words at face value." Holden admits with shame written across his face.

I nod. "Ok, as long as it doesn't happen again. I don't like her and don't want her near you!"

Holden nods at me. "I've consulted the matter with my beta and she's being banished. I have to go handle that now, alright?"