Hi folks, sorry this one has also taken some time, unfortunatly I managed to break my wrist so am now typing one handed!
On the plus side it's a longer chapter like you keep asking for.
Natasha and Katie were sat on the sofas chatting when a knock came at the door. They looked at each other in confusion. James had said they weren't to leave the room as he didn't want Natasha mixing with the pack, so why was a member of the pack here?
Katie motioned to Natasha to stay where she was and headed to the door. Katie was really hoping that it wasn't going to be one of the unmated males, she was sure that James wouldn't react well if they'd disobeyed his orders.
She opened the door, and was confronted by a mountain of clothes, held by the Omega who ran the laundry.
"Sophia?" Katie asked. "Is that you under there? What are you doing here?"
"The Alpha sent me Mistress Katie. Would it be alright if I came in and put these down before I explain?" Sophia asked respectfully.
"Oh! Of course come in" Katie responded after staring blankly at Sophia for a moment. "Since when do you call me Mistress?" Katie asked.
Sophia chuckled as she breezed into the room.
"Well you've been gone so long that I didn't know if you'd finally turned into a proper lady." Sophia teased. "Besides it is your due you are still the highest ranked female, for the time being anyway. I didn't want our guest to think we had no manners."
Sophia had taken her pile of clothes to the bed as she said this.
In response Katie snorted her derision at the statement in the most unladylike manner she could manage. Sophia smiled at Katie's response as if it were exactly what she was expecting.
Sophia walked over to Natasha holding an envelope that had been on top of the pile of clothes.
"Miss Natasha?" Sophia asked bowing her head a little.
"Err, yes." Natasha replied totally unsure of how to respond to the obvious deference she was being shown.
"The Alpha asked me to give you this." Sophie presented the envelope to Natasha as she spoke.
Natasha took the envelope noticing how thick the paper was; it felt more like fabric then paper. On the front of the envelope was her name written in beautifully flowing script. She turned the envelope over and opened it. Inside was a single piece of paper, of the same high quality as the envelope. This simple note was a beautiful thing to behold. It had been written with a proper ink pen and was in the same script as the envelope. Natasha took a moment to admire it before she began to read.
My Dearest Natasha
I hope you will do me the honour of accompanying me for a short
excursion this afternoon. I have asked Sophia to provide you with
some clean clothes, should you wish to change. I would like to pick
you up at 4, if you accept my invitation.
If you let Katie know your answer she can pass it onto me. I will
be waiting, desperately hoping that you say yes
Eternally Yours
James Haven
Whilst Natasha read the note, Sophia had begun to lay the clothes she had brought on the bed so Natasha could have a look at them. Katie, filled with curiosity, was stood in front of Natasha watching her read the letter. Katie watched Natasha read the latter at least twice before her curiosity overwhelmed her.
"So, what does it say?" Katie asked dying to hear the answer.
"I think." Natasha began, not quite believing what she was saying. "That James." She continued. "Is asking me on a date!"
Katie looked at Natasha disbelievingly.
"Could I have a look?" Katie asked, wondering what her brother was up to.
Natasha passed her the letter, feeling bemused about the whole situation. Katie read the letter in a matter of moments. In short order she began giggling.
"What is it that's so funny?" Natasha asked, feeling like she was in the dark yet again.
"The idea of a werewolf going on a date!" Katie replied trying to master her giggling fit. "I mean what's he going to do with you? Take you out for a nice bit of raw deer he just caught."
Natasha couldn't help but pull a face at that suggestion.
"Do you really think that's the kind of thing he has in mind?" Natasha asked Katie a little worried, that she might be laughing because it was the kind of thing James might do.
Katie however was too busy laughing to reassure Natasha, so Natasha looked over to Sophia hoping for some help.
"Do you know what he's planning?" She asked Sophia.
"I'm sorry Miss Natasha but the Alpha didn't tell me his plans"
Sophia looked over at Katie who was still entertained by the idea of James presenting his human mate with a deer carcass. After shaking her head at Katie who was still trying to catch her breath, she turned to Natasha.
"The Alpha is a gentleman and I'm sure he's not going to take you hunting. As much as it might entertain Katie to think that he would."
Natasha smiled gratefully at Sofia.
"So what's with all these clothes then?" Natasha asked.
"Well." Sophia looked a little embarrassed as she began speaking. "The Alpha asked me to sort out your luggage. Since some of your clothes were dirty I decided to wash them all so that they would be clean for you when you need them. However I haven't had time to finish drying them yet. So I grabbed a selection from the clothes stores. I hope you don't mind."
Natasha looked at the huge array of clothes that was spread out on the bed.
"Why do you have so many clothes just lying around?" Natasha asked in wonderment.
"Well, being a werewolf isn't exactly easy on your clothes." Sophia replied with a wry grin on her face. "So we always have spares in most sizes on hand."
"I don't suppose you also have shoes do you" Natasha asked hopefully.
She'd seen a cute summer dress that she wanted to wear but didn't think it would really go with the walking boots she had on at the moment.
Sophia looked down at Natasha's feet. Instantly understanding she looked back at Natasha's face, smiled, and said:
"Not a problem, just tell me your size and I can grab you pair of sandals."
"Are you sure? I don't want to be a hassle." Said Natasha, feeling a little guilty.
"Miss Natasha you could never be a hassle." Sophie replied. "Making you happy, will make the Alpha happy. He's a good man and he deserves to be happy. He works hard the pack so it's only fair that we work hard for him"
Natasha found it touching that this woman so clearly thought so much of James.
"Well, if you have a pair of size 6 sandals that would be wonderful." Natasha said. She looked over at Katie, before adding. "Are you done laughing yet?"
"Not quite" Katie replied. "I just re-read his letter. Did you notice that he's talking like he's in the 19 hundreds again?" Katie began giggling some more as she said this.
Natasha rolled her eyes at Katie's antics.
"Well when you're done laughing, please tell him ' yes'."
Katie beamed at Natasha before saying.
"I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time."
Natasha scooped up the dress she'd picked and headed to the bathroom to get ready.
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4:10 rolled around and Natasha and Katie were waiting on the sofas in James's room. Sophia had left shortly after returning with Natasha's sandals. Natasha was alternately fiddling with the hem of her dress and glancing at the clock on the wall.
"Do you think he's changed his mind?" Natasha asked Katie, a little worried.
"Probably." Katie replied, as if she believed it.
"You can be really evil sometimes, you know that don't you?" Natasha responded.
Katie simply grinned and stuck her tongue out at her friend. Causing Natasha to grab a nearby pillow and throw it at her face. Katie, being possessed of werewolf reflexes, easily dodged, much to Natasha's annoyance.
Moments later a sharp knock came at the door. Natasha jumped to her feet, but Katie was already at the door. She opened the door and once again descended into giggles. Natasha heard a sigh from the other side of the door that could only belong to one person.
"Katie." She heard James say. "You're not really helping my confidence here."
Katie pulled herself together to reply. "Since when have you lacked confidence?" She smiled at her brother before finishing with. "You just took me by surprise."
Natasha walked over to the door wondering what it was that had set Katie off again. Upon reaching the door she saw James, holding a single red rose and heart-shaped box of chocolates. Natasha's face burst into a smile.
"Please tell me you're not about to start laughing as well." James pleaded. "I don't think I could survive that."
Natasha covered her mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to stifle the giggles that were threatening to break free.