The Hybrid Beta (#4 of the Denali pack)

The coffee date

After spending the afternoon with Ava’s parents, they decided to head back home. And after a few looks from her father, Ava decided that she would stay with me in the pack house. Giving us a chance to get to know each other, spend some time together, alone, finally. Once they had left, she turned around to face me, a determined look on her face as she eyed me.

“I want to go on a date.” She smiled as she took my hand and pulled me towards a dark grey SUV. I opened my mouth, wanting to protest against her. I wanted her in my room, not in a restaurant. We finally had the chance to be alone and my wolf craved for it. But she quickly shushed me as she took her keys out of her purse.

“I want to have a decent conversation with you. I feel the pull between us, Seb. If we were alone right now, there wouldn’t be much talking going on.” I grinned as I looked at her. My mate had no shame at all, I liked that a lot. But not being able to say no to her, I got in her SUV as she drove off.

“ OK, so where are we going?” I asked her, not knowing anything inside this pack. She thought for a while as she kept looking at the road.

“Have you been to the mall yet?” I frowned as I looked at her.

Our first date is going to be shopping?

God, please say no!

Apparently my look said it all, as Ava started to giggle, a smile forming on my lips at hearing the angelic sound.

“We are not shopping silly.” She laughed, answering me as if she was reading my mind before.

“They have a coffee shop which is really good. Let’s just get a drink and talk. After that, we can head back to your place.” She bit her bottom lip at the last part of her sentence,

For f**k's sake,

Why did she say that?

Why did she do that?

Trying my best to focus on getting rid of the hard one which had already formed in my pants, seeing her bite her lip and telling me after coffee, we went back to my room. My wolf had started rolling around in my head, looking forward to what was to come.

We made our way towards the mall, as Ava parked her car and we got out. She stepped over towards me as my hand automatically took hers, our fingers intertwining as we walked inside the mall. My mouth dropped, seeing this place from the inside.

“This is insane.” I whispered as I looked at her. All my life, or at least as far as I could remember, my pack had been nothing more than one mansion. This pack was a whole community. The more I got to know about this place, the more I loved it. Ava pulled me along towards a small coffee shop called ‘Sweet Coffee.’ We found a table next to the window, looking over the mall as she gave me a menu.

“What do you want? I’ll go and grab it at the counter.” She smiled as I looked up at her.

“What are you having?” She shrugged as she gave me an angelic smile.

“I have been coming here all my life, a vanilla skinny latte.” I grinned at her, knowing maybe I had found the origins of my mate’s delicious scent.

“Uhm…” I hummed as my eyes scanned over the menu, there were so many different kinds of coffee on there, it would take me days just to read the entire thing.

“I’ll have a cappuccino.” I almost asked her, not knowing if it would be good. I was never a coffee guy, and as far as a gazilion types of flavors, I knew zero about any of them. Living in the pack house of the lost boys, there was black coffee or none at all growing up. Making it the last option for me, black coffee was way too strong for my taste. Ava smiled as she nodded and walked over towards the counter, placing her order with the barista. I looked through the window as I looked over this place, it had a moving staircase going down, making this mall two floors big. The place was packed as I saw more wolves in this place than I had probably seen in my entire life. It was a miracle I had even found Ava here.

I was pulled out of my daydream as Ava sat herself down, placing a giant mug in front of me. Looking down, I saw the coffee had some foam on it or something, as a drawing was made in it.

This is a fancy pack alright!

She giggled as she saw me looking at the mug.

“Did you ever even have coffee before?” I looked up and faced her, pressing my lips in a thin line. Her eyes changed in emotion as her mouth dropped.

“Oh my gosh Seb, I am so sorry, I thought…” She pressed her mouth shut as she looked down, her cheeks turning pink. I leaned over and grabbed her hand, comforting her as if it was my job to do so.

Which basically from now on,

it was.

“Don’t be sorry, it’s OK. This pack is just so much more and bigger than I thought it would be. The pack that I come from was nothing compared to this.” She swallowed as she looked at me.

“Next time, feel free to ask for my advice, I’d be happy to help you.” I nodded, feeling thankful that I had found myself a loving and helpful mate.

“So, did I choose OK with this thing?” I asked her, pointing down. She smiled as she nodded.

“Cappuccino is just coffee with a lot of milk. You can get a cappuccino with a flavor as well, like vanilla or pumpkin spice.” I frowned, listening to her. She smiled as she took a sip from her latte.

“I’ll get you one of those next time.” I nodded, picking up the huge mug and taking a sip of the hot brew, despite the fact that it was still hot as hell, the flavor wasn’t too bad. Maybe there was a small coffee drinker inside of me after all.

“Do you like it?” She asked me, making me nod at her. She then pushed her mug towards me.

“Here, try mine, so you can taste the difference.” I looked at her as I took a sip, the vanilla flavor, which reminded me of her, made me hum as I let my head fall back in my neck. She giggled as she watched me. Eyeing the mugs and pulling the cappuccino towards herself.

“That one is really good.” I stated, looking at her with dark eyes, wondering what she would taste like when we would be intimate.

“Keep it,” she spoke as she wrapped her hands around the mug that had my previous drink in it.

“It’s my treat. See it as a welcoming gift into this whole new world that is called the Denali pack.” I smiled, feeling utterly happy that I was here. Finding my mate, who seemed nothing but perfect, inside a pack that I would be calling my new home.