Rogue Queen ➵ 2.0

➵ X. First Date

Thursday, December 21st, 2017, 5:10pm

Waste - Oh Wonder

Rei's POV

"So where are we going?" I ask.

Asher stops humming the song on the radio and glances at me quickly before looking back at the road. "I was thinking White Stag. I don't really know many restaurants for a date and the town close by has a White Stag, so I thought why not."

I chuckle and shake my head.

"What?" Asher asks, pouting. "It's better than a dinner date at McDonald's."

"I guess," I reply. "Why, you know someone who did that?"

Asher nods, chuckling. "Scott took Dean there for their second or third date. Raiden and I heard about it for a few weeks after from Dean. Not as romantic as place as he was hoping."

I feel a smile creep up on my lips thinking about it.

"You wanna play a game?" Asher asks.

I raise an eyebrow. "What kind of game?"

He shrugs. "Two truths and a lie?"

"Meh, why not. Who first?"

"You can go first."

"Okay, lemme think," I say. "Uh... My favourite colour is red, I once beat this dude built like a fucking tank and I have a very small fear of fire."

"Hmm,"Asher mumbles. "I'm gonna say the beating tank guy thing is the lie."

I nod. "Yeah. Not to say I didn't try, the guy was just a better fighter."

That's true. AJ is a hard wolf to beat. It didn't help that I was still training in the basics when Thatcher decided to put me against his silent rogue. I think he just wanted a laugh as I got my ass handed to me.

"We're here," Asher says, pulling into the parking lot.

After finding a parking spot and turning off the car, we both get out and head inside. I only smell werewolves, no humans, witches or warlocks.

"Asher, nice to see you," says a man around his early twenties, working at the front desk.

"Hey Georgie," Asher replies, "This is my mate, Rei. Rei, this is George. He's Ethan McGowan's son."

I nod, remembering the name of Dad's friend. I remember him mentioning George a few times but I don't think I ever met him.

George gives me a smile. "Nice to meet you, soon-to-be Luna."

"You too," I reply. "Though I'm fine with being called Rei."

"Nah, I like Luna," George says playfully. "Come on, I'll get you seated. I never see a point in asking 'would you like a table.' It's like the posts you might find online, no, people come here to sit on the floor. And I'm guessing it's just you two tonight?"

Asher nods. "Yeah, just us two."

"Okay," George says, grabbing two menus. "Follow me."

We follow him through the restaurant to a booth. It's mostly full, the soft noise of chatter filling the room. The warm honey colour of the light and wood gives the place a homey feeling, a painting of the white stag mascot hanging over the bar. George sets the two menus down on the table and Asher and I sit down.

"Do you have an idea on what you want to drink?" George asks.

"I'll have water," I say.

"Chocolate milk," Asher pipes up, grinning.