“Welcome to the Jade Hotel.” The Chinese man smiled politely. “I believe
your reservation has you in the Lotus Suite. Our room service will bring up
your complimentary bottle of champagne for your stay.”
“We don’t drink alcohol.” He
returned.
Well we can’t, if we got drunk and lost our control of the bloodlust
being Werewolves? No, it was too hideous
to consider…
“Very good Mr. Sabre," the clerk didn’t miss a beat. “Then we can
arrange another beverage to be served instead.
We have a selection of de-alcoholised wines or soft drink or juice or
iced tea -”
“The de-alcoholised wine would be fine," my husband interrupted.
I could tell he didn’t mean to be rude, as he looked over his shoulder
at the door of the hotel. Declan just
wanted us to hole up protectively in our room.
“The hotel has a gym as well as a sauna and a pool.” The clerk went on.
“In the gym you can purchase massages and we even have an acupuncturist -”
“No thanks, we won’t be leaving our room.” He said shortly and then he read his name
tag. “Sorry, Hsu? My wife is really tired and we’d just like to
get checked-in.”
“Of course Mr. Sabre," the clerk continued politely.
However he mispronounced our surname, to my husband’s chagrin. Instead of saying Sar-bra, it sounded like the clerk said Say-ber. The European
Werewolf hated it when outsiders would incorrectly spell or mispronounce his
Italian surname. However he didn’t
correct the stranger this time, all he wanted to do was get out of sight.
The clerk requested, “If I could please get your credit card as well as
sight your passport for identification purposes?”
Declan handed the items over to him and he scanned them into his
computer before giving them back. Next,
the clerk passed him our hotel room’s electronic key.
“Inside your room, you will find a menu for Room Service and your
complimentary de-alcoholised wine will be served shortly.” The clerk finished.
“Thanks.” My mate retook hold of
my hand to lead me away.
Then I don’t know why, but I think it was because I sensed
something? I looked back over my
shoulder at the hotel clerk who was watching us leave, when I caught him
sniff. He wasn’t sniffing because he had
a cold, but he was sniffing us.
Frickin’ hell, he’s another Asian Werewolf! They’re everywhere! This town really is their territory.
Just then I surprised my husband when I stopped, turned around and
marched back over to the counter. The
small lobby of the hotel was quiet with no other people around and the clerk
was standing by himself.
“Look,” I began, “we know this is your territory. We’ll keep to our room
and then in the morning we’ll leave. We don’t want any trouble. If you guys are good trackers as I’ve heard
you are; you’ll smell that we don’t eat human.”
Declan’s eyes widened when he realized who it was that I was talking
to. Whereas, the hotel clerk’s face
remained perfectly calm. He even smiled
politely again.
“We are aware of that particular quality about you as our guests, thank
you Mrs. Sar-bra.” The clerk said, now mysteriously pronouncing
our surname correctly. “If the hotel had any objection, we would not have
proceeded with check-in. But thank you
for sharing your dietary requirements with us, we will be sure to notify the
kitchen.”
My mate came to stand protectively beside as he looked suspiciously on
the hotel clerk – slash – Asian Werewolf.
“We hope that you enjoy your stay at the Jade Hotel. Please feel free to enjoy our features such
as the pool, spa or sauna which is included in the cost of your room.” The hotel clerk ended with a slight bow.
I sensed that he meant it and he didn’t see us as a threat, so we were
allowed.
“Come on, B.” My husband gently
pulled me away.
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