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I nodded to him before we got out, the hotel looming over us. The opening had huge archways and was covered in gold and red, my breath hitching at the sheer glory of it all. My mouth is open in awe as I circle around, a huge grin coming to my face as I turned and looked back to Wesley. “It’s so beautiful!” He grinned before walking over to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulders, directing me through the crowd of people. The inside of the hotel is just as elegant if it is more.
The reception desk is a dark oak desk with multiple people standing behind it. A man looks up and sends us a smile as we made our way to the line, his eyes trained on me the entire time. “I have a reservation under Wesley Bynes.” He finally looks up from me to Wesley and nods as he types into the computer, scanning four sets of cards and placing them on the
counter before us.
“The penthouse Mr. Jones, is that correct?” Wesley nods beside me as I furrow my eyebrows at him, of
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course, he had to get the biggest fucking room. “Really Wesley, a penthouse?” He grins sheepishly at me, before shrugging and taking the cards from the counter. I looked back up to find the man still staring intently at me before licking his lips, causing me to flinch and press myself a bit closer to Wesley. “If you want to keep your eyeballs I suggest you stop looking at my girlfriend.” I looked back up surprised at Wesley, he hadn’t really shown a super possessive side but I knew that was just because he didn’t want to scare me. But surprise surprise, it actually turned me on.
I felt him lean over a bit and sniff me gently, his body stiffening as he took one last look at the man and growled before spinning me and practically dragging me into the elevator. As soon as the door shut around us four I looked back up to him with a smirk on my face, leaning in close to his ear. “So girlfriend huh?” I laughed as he growled lowly at me, a scowl on his face. “Hush up, you’re mine.” “Sure sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.”
Holy cheese balls the penthouse was amazing. It was practically its own apartment, but better. It had its own kitchen and living room, both huge and filled with
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expensive-looking furniture. A balcony led out of the living room with a huge pool and jacuzzi, an awning covering it all with shade. There were three bedrooms, each with their own huge bathroom.
“I’ll decide where I’m sleeping later tonight.” In all honesty, it depends on whether or not Wesley pisses me off whether or not we’re sleeping in the same bed. We decided to go explore Central Park and Times Square a bit since the play wasn’t until tomorrow, and I still needed to find a dress that was formal enough. Sure, I could have conjured one up myself, but I like the thrill of shopping.
We walked out of the hotel with my eyes wide and mouth gaping, Wesley and Andrew trying to hide their laughter at my expression as James just gave me a soft
smile.
I grinned as I led the way, barreling through the crowds of people, my earlier fears completely forgotten. The bright and big screens of Times Square began looming over me as huge shops stood around us, my body circling as I took everything in. I watched street dancers and singers, dropping the random
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dollar in.
I knew I didn’t have much, but I doubt they did either. “Okay princess, lets go get you something fancy shmancy for tomorrow night.”
I grinned and let them to a few outlet stores, not even bothering to react to his stupid nickname. We would walk into a store and as soon as I saw the price tags on anything, I’d refuse.
It wasn’t until at least twenty stores later we stumbled upon a small hole in the wall, filled with antique
dresses, soft to the touch. A elderly woman with greeting pale blonde hair sat behind a counter, sewing
what looked like a skirt when we walked in and the
bell chimed above us.
She had a soft face, her face full with wrinkles that
made her look incredibly wise. “Hello sweeties! How can I help you all today?”
I gave her a soft smile while Wesley, Andrew, and James looked a little uncomfortable.
I sniffed the air gently, smelling the witch burning off of her skin. Wolves and Witches didn’t have problems
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with one another, it was just my mother that had problems with them. Wolves were fond of Witches
purely because they’re usually stronger than most wolves.

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