The Alpha's Mate (Book 1: Finding His Luna)

First Date Pt. 1

Zara's Point of View

Aláine and I sat in her bedroom while she went through her wardrobe. Yay! My BFF was going on a date tonight, and I was absolutely thrilled for her.

Aláine didn't go out much and didn't date anyone after the issues with her ex-boyfriend, Marc. She often turned guys down that I wouldn't have.

Well, at least until I met Noah. Marc was an arsehole because she wouldn't sleep with him. Now she was going out with this gorgeous-looking guy, who was a werewolf.

"I'm dating a werewolf," Aláine said incredulously. "I'm going on a date. Seriously, what the f**k am I doing?"

"You will be fine," I replied. "Werewolf or not, Kristof seems like a nice guy. I know Noah is, so I am sure he is too."

"But I don't date!" she exclaimed.

"Hold on, are you nervous because he is a werewolf or because you are going on a date?" I asked.

"Yes!" she said nervously.

At this point, I was trying not to laugh at her. She really needed to get out more and realise that not every guy was like Marc. He really did a number on her.

"So, what are you going to ask him tonight?" I asked to distract her a little.

"Ummm. Well... I obviously want to know about werewolves and how you become one. Also, how does he know that I am his mate? I need to know what I am getting myself into." Aláine replied thoughtfully.

"Well then, no need to be worried. You can always say no. You are good at that," I said, laughing.

"Yeah, I know," she answered with a smile.

Good. She is relaxing. I genuinely want this to work out for her. Aláine needs a break, what with her parents dying and her cousin taking off, then Marc. Not only that, but she needs to lose her V-card. Badly.

"What the hell am I going to wear?" Aláine asked with a panic in her voice.

"Dum, dum, da! Zara to the rescue! I've got just the thing for you," I replied, going to my room.

I went to my closet and found this darling little black number.

"Put this on," I commanded her.

The dress was perfect. It came halfway down Aláine's thighs, showing off her long slim legs. It had spaghetti straps over her shoulders, so no b*a, and similar straps across her back.

"Damn, you look good!" I exclaimed.

She looked at herself in the mirror from the front and side views.

"Here I go again," she said, "dressing in clothes that are really out of my comfort zone and showing too much leg and chest."

Aláine tried to pull the hem down a little lower. Looking at me, she suggested that she should wear her usual jeans to turn him off of her.

"Don't you dare!" I scolded and proceeded to lecture her that every girl should have a little black dress.

It was good that I was her best friend because she looked better in my clothes than I did. I found it hard to be jealous of her as her nature was so sweet. I even told her so.

"I love you too, girlfriend," she replied. "I'd never buy fabulous clothes like these. Thank you for letting me use your wardrobe... again."

We heard a knock on the door downstairs. Suddenly, Aláine looked like she was in a panic again.

"Chill! Sounds like dinner has arrived," I said, suggestively wiggling my eyebrows. "I shall go and answer the door. Remember, you are going to have fun tonight."

I bounced downstairs and opened the door. Kristof was standing at the door looking all sexy in his expensive suit. Everything about him was tailored, including his close-cut beard. Even though I thought he was sexy, I preferred a slightly more rugged appearance in males, like Noah.

"Come in. Aláine's just getting ready and will be down soon," I said, opening the door wider for Kristof to enter.

"Your walking candy store is here, Aláine!" I called to her.