Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
The others and I followed Amelia across the driveway and toward the door. The front of the resort looked like almost all of the others that were in Colorado. They were pretty standard here, but it was still really beautiful. It looked vaguely rustic, but with a very civilized feel to it. It was mostly white, rather than the timber and log cabin look. They had the timbers though, trimming the entire building, the doors, the windows, and all of that. The lawns were covered in snow, and I knew that there would be people here for skiing trips and other things like that.
The inside of the resort was where it differed from the others in the area. This place was modern, and very high end. The art, the d茅cor, all of it spoke of how much money they had poured into this place. And it also told me why most of their clientele was female. They catered to women, or families with a strong female presence in them. This place was a woman’s paradise. And I just couldn’t wait to see what the spa had in store for us all.
We were taken to the bank of elevators that were to the side of the concierge counter. There were nine elevators in all. Four on the left and right sides of the hall, and one that was at the end of the hall.
“These elevators only go to specific floors.” Amelia was explaining. “The ones on the left will only go to the first six floors. The ones on the right will go from floors seven through ten. The one at the end of the hall is for eleven and twelve. You are on the twelfth floor, and that means that this is your elevator.” She stuck a keycard into the slot and pressed the call button. “It will only work with the card entered. You call it like this.” She said as the door opened quickly. “And then, when you are going to your floor, you put your card in again and press the button for the floor you need. The elevator will not function without the key.” She said the words again so that we would remember.
“Alright, sounds good.” I nodded at her. “We will remember.”
We rode up to the top floor with Amelia and waited for the doors to open. I thought that when they did open, there would be a hall with multiple doors that opened to multiple rooms. Nope, the elevator opened to the room itself.
“There are four elevator banks in the hotel, and for each of floors eleven and twelve, they open exclusively to the room the keycard is for. This is the only elevator you can take up, so please remember that as well.” She explained as she guided us off the elevator. “Come on now, I will give you a tour.”
As Amelia showed us around the room, I saw that there were indeed six bedrooms and seven bathrooms. There was an extra bathroom so that we didn’t need to go into the bedrooms to use that one. There were two living rooms, a full eat-in kitchen, a formal dining room, an office, a library, and a large balcony with the open air bath, tables, chairs, and a fire pit. In total, there were three fireplaces in the suite as well, which I loved. I didn’t really need the warmth, but I loved fires that burned in a grate like that.
Amelia started the fire in the main living room, showed us where everything was, and the fact that the kitchen had been stocked with snacks for us. The information for the snacks had been given to the staff by our families, so they knew what we liked.
“You ladies are free to do whatever it is that you want. This place is yours for the weekend, and everything is already paid for. Please, enjoy yourselves and let me know if there is anything that you need from me.” She bowed and stepped back into the elevator.
“You know what, girls?” I smiled at them. “I think I really enjoy being kidnapped.” I laughed with them and started to get really excited for this birthday weekend of mine.” The smile on my face said it all.
I knew that Talia had been right to send me on my birthday party trip. I was going to need to tell her that when I got home. And not only that, but I was going to have to do something really special for her now. This was just such a major thing that I couldn’t help but smile and laugh.
The others were just as excited as I was. We talked almost immediately about what it was that we wanted to do first, whether we were sticking together or spreading out and all that sort of thing.
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Rika
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In the end, we decided that since this was a party, we were going to stay together for pretty much the entire weekend. I didn’t get to spend a lot of time with a few of the girls that were with me, so I wanted to make up for lost time. Or at least for the last few months that I hadn’t seen them.
Now, the first thing that I wanted to do was get something to eat. We could have ordered room service and had it brought back here to us, but I wanted to explore the resort as well. I thought that it would be best to check out one of the restaurants that they had offer. This was also just going to be a late lunch, since I fully intended to eat again later. Why else should I have a shifter’s metabolism if I wasn’t going to use it?
The restaurant that we settled on for this meal was called Welladonna’s. I knew that it was just a play on Belladonna, and the fact that this place was called the Goddess Well, but I thought it was a little funny. Still, it was a lovely restaurant.
The interior of the restaurant was very frilly and girly, and I am sure that there wasn’t a man in sight, aside from the staff that is. The chairs, tablecloths, napkins, and everything in sight was frilly and lacy. This place would have made Reagan, hell even Talia, have a seizure with how pretty it was, but I loved it. The pinks, purples, and all the white lacy d茅cor, it was perfect for a girly girl like me. And thankfully, the girls that I was with either loved it, or tolerated it enough. I knew that Kaede was not into this stuff, but she didn’t let it bother her at all.
The drinks menu that we were given had cute little names next to all the teas and juices. I ordered myself a Lotus Love which was colored like a lotus flower and mixed with juice and tea. It was sweet and fragrant, and very delicious.
The eight of us, being treated like VIPs in the restaurant, enjoyed every moment of the meal. We talked, we giggled, and we shared juicy stories from our first semester of college. It was all so much fun that I didn’t want it to end at all.
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It did come to an end though, and the place that we went next was the spa. I wanted to get a massage, a facial, and a few other specials done. Everyone was onboard with this as well. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be pampered like this? It was amazing.
We spent several hours in the spa as we relaxed as thoroughly as possible. By the time that we made it back to our room, it was nearly ten that night and a lot of things were closing down for the evening. However, room service was still open, and all that pampering had made us hungry again. We ordered lots of food, drinks, and desserts so that we could pig out and enjoy the night.
A movie was turned on in the background while we talked and laughed some more. It was all perfect. That is, until I started to get a headache. I could feel the throbbing behind my eyes with every beat of my heart. I knew that it had to be the stress that I had been feeling until today. It was all piling on me at once and giving me a migraine.
When I called it a night, I was barely able to open my eyes. I knew that sleep was probably the only thing to make it go away. I really didn’t want the rest of the weekend to be ruined because of me having a headache.
I don’t remember dreaming that night. I just remember closing my eyes and then waking up that morning. I opened my eyes while it was still dark outside. I could see the outlines of everything in the room as I looked around. It was strange, there was a white outline around everything. I think that it was because the room and the furniture had so much white in it.
But wait. That wasn’t true. The furniture in my room was dark. There wouldn’t be any white outlines. And even if there were, why would they be there in the dark? There needed to be something shining on it to make the outline like that.
That was when I decided to rub my eyes and try to make this strange feeling go away. Whatever was causing that outline, it was making my eyes want to cross. And since my headache was gone, I didn’t want it to come back because of that.
When I rubbed my eyes though, I noticed something. They weren’t open. They were closed. How was that possible. I was looking at a perfect image of the room. It just looked like things usually did in the dark for me. Except that they were all outlined in white.
When I did open my eyes, I saw that it was morning for real, not dark but daylight.
“What the hell?” I sat up and asked the empty room. “What is going on here?”
As I tried to process what was happening to me, I noticed something else. I was still seeing some of those black images with white outlines. Though it wasn’t what I was looking at. I was seeing the rest of the room in this image. I was seeing the ornate headboard, the lamp on the table, and the frame for the pictures on the wall. I couldn’t see what was in the pictures though, just the shape of it.
When I turned to look behind me, I saw that the image was perfectly matched to what I had seen. What I had seen as a sort of inverted image, or was negative the better word here, anyway, what I saw was completely true. And now that I was looking in this direction, I could see the other side of the room. The part that I had just seen with my eyes. And it was the perfect black image with white outlines.
“Alright. I don’t get this.” I said to myself as I scooted to the edge of the bed and put my face in my hands. I was covering my face, and therefore couldn’t actually see with my eyes at the moment. That didn’t stop me though. I was still looking at the room, all of it. It was literally like seeing the space in three hundred and sixty degrees with nothing obscuring it at all.
The room was perfectly detailed, except for the subjects of the paintings and pictures that were in the frames. They were flat and underneath glass for the most part, so I guess that they didn’t have enough presence for me to see them.
“How do I know that?” I asked myself. “How do I know that is what makes it harder to see them?”