I dont own any of Annette Curtis Clause's story but I am a huge fan of this book. I dont mind reviews of critisisms on my stories( trust me its much needed). I only own my characters and anything else that I write.

After parking I called mom to let her know that I had arrived and was about to check in at the inn.
She answered on the first ring.
" I'm here." I said getting out of the car and started walking towards the inn.
" Ok, call me tomorrow when you leave, alright." she said. I nodded but remembered that she couldnt see it so I said "ok."
" I love you, bye." she said.
" I love you, too." I said hanging up.
Inside the inn was all cream and white with mohagany stands and doors. It looked liked the inside of a vanilla ice cream cone. The walls and ceiling were all cream and the floors were white. Mohagany stands were placed here and there strategically with a large one being by the door and other smaller ones by the double staircase's. The stand by the door held a vase of white lily's, baby's breathe, and purple heart calla lily's. The staircase's were a pale gold that lead up to the second floor, there were unlite white lights hanging along the railings. To the right was a brown door with crystal windows that lead to the elongated part of the inn, the restaurant. There were deep solid brown tables and chairs behind the door with pearl colored walls.
A throat clearing sound made me turn to my left and that's when I noticed a tall, tanned man sitting behind a large oak check-in-desk. I started towards him and he leaned up in his chair when I was in front of him. The man was handsome with nice solid chiseled features, high cheekbones, and a strong jaw. His piercing ice blue eyes were framed by long, thick eyelashes and made it seem as though he were looking right through me. Unnerving. He was mascular and lean in structure with short dark hair that reached the tops of his ears and plump lips. He looked tired and worn around the eyes and mouth. I placed him to be in between his late thirty's and early forties.
" Hi, I'm here to check in." I said. He stared at me. OK. I stared right back at him. He didnt even blink, and that's when I had a thought.
I sniffed the air and smelled werewolf. Ohh, I thought as my eyes widened.
And he continued to stare at me.
What kind of service is this?
It's ok, I get it. I'm the new werewolf in town, or so they think, and I hadnt notified their pack leader that I was here and here the was staring at me as if he's never seen me before( err, some one like me thats like him), which in a way he hasn't, but still. Rude.
I finally rolled my eyes at him because I was tired of the staring game and his rudeness. I signed and was the first to speak, once again.
" Well, are you just going to stare at me all day or are you going to check me in?" I said, folding my arms over my chest. He stared at me for afew more moments with a raised eyebrow before signing and blinking at me.
" Name?" he asked. Figures that he's a man of few words. I leaned into the desk a little more.
" Damion Chavalier." I said. His eyebrows went up to his hairline. I could have some fun with this.
" I.D." he said. I pulled my i.d. out, covering my address and phone number with my fingers and smiled at him sweetly.
He just blinked at me. I signed and whipped out my phone. So much for my fun.
I dialed dads number, he answered on the first ring.
" Hello, love." he said, in his semi-thick Romanian accent. I loved his accent.
" Hi, Daddy. How's you trip?" I said. His deep barreling laughter flowed out of the phone like sweet molasses. I felt a slight smile at the corner of my mouth. Dad had left three day before my trip and wouldnt be back until the day after tomorrow. He had went to Argentina and Chile to straighten out some business along with his other business partners. And to make things more difficult, we had left mom all alone to run both her and my boutiques ( yea, that's right, I own a boutique). I missed him and her both( well, mostly him, since he didnt call ever TEN/TWENTY minutes). Hehe, JK.
" Good, how was yours." he said.
" Fantastic-guy clears throat-, but, umm, I didnt call for that. I need you to let the check in guy know that your paying for the room but that I'll be staying in it." I said.
" Ok, love, put him on the phone and I'll take care of this." he said.
" Ok, daddy." I said.
" He wants to talk to you." I said. I handed the phone to him, he stared at it until I tilted my head at him and then he took it.
" Yes." he said. His deep voice almost made me take step back. He flicked a glance at me before turning to his computer and started typing fiercely. The light from the computer reflected off of his icy blues and made then glow like crystals. I almost wanted to call it pretty, that is if he hadnt been acting as though I were some kind of new species that he'd never heard of. He must have noticed me staring because he looked at me, I shifted my gaze to the slim vase of reddish-pink and purple azaleas that sat on the desk. I could faintly hear dads voice coming through the phone. He had asked the man a question.
" My name is Gabriel Sovet, I'm the owner." he said. When he said that, my heart dropped down to my feet and rolled sloppily away from me and shriveled up and died in one of these spottless corners here.
Hey, in my defense, it wasnt like he was trying super hard to let me know who he was, that and it isnt like he's walking around with a nametag or anything.
" Ok, sir. I have you here reserved for one night, right." he said. My fathers voice fell into the background.
" Ok, you, I mean, she is all set." he said. He handed me back my phone and I took it keeping my eyes down. I was embarassed enough, I didnt need to look him in the eyes, noe he me. I put the phone my ear.
" Daddy?" I said. His laughted softly.
" Your all set, baby. I'll be back home hopefully around the same time as you, so we can stop your mother from wearing her beautiful little head off about us." he said. I let a short laugh.
" Ok, thanks, Dad." I said.
" Your welcome,love. Get home safe, call me if there's any problem, and dont forget to call your mother. I love you, my little dove." he said.
" I love you, too, Daddy. Bye" I said.
" Goodbye, love." he said. Juat before he hung up I rememebered to ask him something.
" Dad wait, did you pick up the order that I asked you to?" I asked.
" Ahh, yes, love. I have them sitting in a box of the plne ready to for you. And might I add that they look adsolutely lovely." he said. I smiled.
" Thank you so much. I almost forgot all about them." I said. He laughed deeply.
" To be honest, love, they were the very first things that I picked, along with other gifts for you and your mother, when I arrived." he said. If I smiled anymore, my face would crack. I looked at Gabriel and he simply blinked at and I once again had the erge to roll my eyes at him. Time to wrap this up.
" Gracias, dad. OK, I gotta go. I love you, bye." I said.
" De nada, love. Goodbye, and dont forget to call me tomorrow." he said.
" OK, bye" I said hanging up. I turned to Gabriel.
" So, I'm all set?" I asked.
" Yes. Here's your key-he handed me the a flat black sqaure-, call us if you need anything." he said. I nodded and tunred to go back out to my car to get my stuff. Halfway to the door I heared footsteps behind me so I turned back around to find Gabriel behind me.
" Yes?' I asked.
" Do you need any help with luggage?" he asked. I shook my head and continued out the door. He followed me out to the parking lot.
" I dont need any help." I said once we reached my car. My car is a deep Aqua Blue 2013 Kia Soul with silvery black rims. I unlocked it and reached innand grabbed my bag and wallet. I didnt carry a purse usally, because I felt that anything that couln't fit in my pocket wasnt worth carrying, unless its like lotion or something. I stuck my wallet in my bag with my clothes. I locked my car and found Gabriel standing there starinf at me. Creepy.
" If I didnt know any better, I'd say that you follwed me out just to watch me. Well, is that what you did?" I asked cooly. He narrowed his eyes at me.
" No, I didnt follwed you out to look at you." he said. I didnt beleive that for a second and he knew that as I cocked my head at him and raised my eyebrows. He signed and rubbed a hand through all of that thick dark hair.
" Can I ask you a question?" he said.
" Depends," I said. He stared at me.
" On what?" he asked.
" If its a good question and if I want to answer." I said. He blinked at me. I signed, rolling my eyes.
" Shoot," I said.
" What's your mom's name?" he asked. What? It took me back a step.