Isaac often teased you in class. He liked throwing little notes on your desk, smiling at you as he watched your flustered face turn red. An unusual, soft way of an Alpha courting the mate he wanted.

At the end of the class, Isaac walked up to your desk, leaning his hip against it.

"Wanna go grab coffee? I noticed you've been eyeing the website for their new drink. C'mon, my treat."

He offered, raising an eyebrow.