“Do you know what they have planned for us?” Alexa asked, twisting her vibrant red hair around her finger.
“All I know is that someone requested us specifically, they’ve more than proven that they know what we like. That squid girl was incredible and you said the Werewolf was exactly what you needed. They somehow know what it is we desire. I mean, it’s obvious there is some kind of magic at play here, they drew us in and now we can’t stay away. I trust that whoever they have for us tonight, it’s going to be special.” Jacob sat down on the edge of the bed next to his wife.
They were in a simple bedroom just like the one that Alexa had seen weeks before, a large bed in the center of the room with an iron frame bolted to the stone ceiling. The bed was covered in black bedding, satin pillows and sheets with a black lace ruffle along the bottom. The curtains were thick and black hanging over the windows on either side of the bed. The floor was grey stone tile and the walls were painted in a dusty charcoal. This room had a darker, more mysterious ambiance than the room in which Alexa had been introduced to her werewolf lover.