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{Isadora's outfit above}
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I had just come out of the shower and was going through the clothes in my bag. 

I was only wrapped up in a towel but I had just finished blow drying my hair.  I grabbed a black lace bra with matching panties from the suitcase and slipped them on.  Since I was going to a meeting, I should wear something formal.  I dug around in the bag and finally came out with a sleek, black pant suit and plain black heels.  I mentally thanked Kaitleen and Bridgeth for their decent taste in clothes and was glad that they didn't pack anything too skimpy.

I put on the outfit and went to touch up on my makeup.

I didn't feel like doing anything much so I just went with a simple winged eyeliner, mascara and matte lips.  Plain but classy.

I looked at the bedside clock and it read  3:57 pm.  Only three minutes to go until the meeting.  I had no idea what it was about but I didn't really give a shit.  I was thankful for getting some time away from the house and getting to interact with people again. Even if they weren't exactly one hundred percent human.

I guess it was time to go now.  I sighed and walked to the door and gently shut it.
Great, where was I supposed to go from here?  I wasn't really paying attention to where Dimitri was taking me.  I didn't want to knock on their doors to ask them for directions either because I wasn't that helpless.

"You need to go somewhere, Madam?" 

I spun around to face baggage boy from earlier.

I perked up immediately.
Ha, my help has already arrived.

"Yeah, I was wondering where this 'meeting' is being held,"  I said doing air quotes.

"Ah, it is down in the banquet hall on the ground floor.  Would you like me to lead you there, Madam?"  He asked.

"That would be awesome,"  I grinned, "Oh, by the way, call me Isadora.  I hate formalities."

He smiled brightly and nodded his head.

"Please follow me then...Isadora."

As he led me to the meeting place, I let my eyes wander around.  There seemed to be a lot of history here in this so called 'Hotel Byzantine'. 

There was statues of gods and goddesses that I couldn't recognise, ancient looking scriptures carved into the wall and barred doors that led into, I'd say, restricted rooms.

"What's you're name?"  I randomly asked the guy who was walking a few paces in front of me.

"Brutus,"  He said.

We walked for another few minutes before we stopped at a large double door.

"Here we are, Isadora,"  He turned towards me.

"Thank you, Brutus."

He smiled kindly.

"You are very welcome."

I returned a smile and he walked away.

Okay, let's get this done and over with.  I gripped the door handles and pushed it open.  The whole room buzzed with conversation and hundreds of people were scattered around the room.  A few narrowly-long tables were lined up in the middle of the room while there was three throne like seats on one side that overlooked the whole room.

"Isadora, it's been a while."

I looked around to search for the person who said that and found him walking towards me.

"Alpha Raphael,"  I said.

He came to a stop in front of me and smiled.

"I'm glad you still remember me from the party," He said, "You look as beautiful as ever too, may I say."

If only he saw the scars on my back from that night...

"Thank you,"  I replied.

"Are you here with Lucien?" 

"Well, yes.  Except I'm not sure where he is,"  I admitted awkwardly.

"I've was just talking to him a couple of minutes ago.  Come, I'll help you look around for him."

"Thank you very much,"  I said, happy at his kind offer.

He led me through a sea of people that were all dressed like they were modelling Armani suits.  Nearly everybody here was over 6ft even the women and for the first time, I felt kind of small which is surprising since I'm pretty tall myself.

"Look, there he is,"  Alpha Raphael said in my ear so I could hear him over the noise.

"Lucien!"  Alpha Raphael called as we walked to him.  He was talking to a bunch of people with Jaycon and Dimitri.

"Raphael,"  Lucien addressed him.

Lucien looked to me but didn't say anything.

Well.  How rude.

"Raphael,"  A female voice called and we all turned our heads to the woman.

She was tall with curly chestnut hair, warm brown eyes and a kind face.

"Isadora, may I introduce you to my wife and Luna of my pack, Alyssa,"  Alpha Raphael said while taking her hand into his and she gave him a quick kiss.

Relationship goals. 

I stuck out my hand.
"Hello, I'm Isadora."

"Nice to meet you, Isadora, I'm Alyssa,"  She said very cheerfully and gave me a broad grin, "Raphael's told me all about you!  You're even prettier than Rosanna, dare I say!"

Once again Rosanna is mentioned.  I really wished someone would tell me and end my confusion and frustration.

Alpha Raphael gave his wife a warning look and her smile faltered a little.

I looked over at Lucien and he was tense and a look of...pain?...flashed across his face.

Jaycon was the one who broke the awkward silence.

"I think we should take our seats, the meeting's about the start,"  Jaycon said and we all walked over to one of the long tables and took a seat. 

I sat between Lucien and Dimitri (worst seat ever) and we all faced the three seats that stood overlooking the room.

Two men and a woman took the seats and the conversations hushed.

"Welcome to the Venatoris Gathering,"  the man who sat in the middle seat announced.

"Venatoris?"  I whispered across the table to Jaycon who sat opposite me.

"It translates to 'unearthly', meaning it's the meeting for our kind, vampires, werewolves and witches,"  Jaycon whispered back.

I nodded my head in understanding.

"Today I would like to discuss a few important issues regarding rogue attacks on some werewolf packs,"  The guy droned on.

"Why is there three people up there?"  I asked Jaycon again.

"They're the elders of each race and also who represents us.  The man in the middle is a vampire and so he represents the vampire race, the other guy is a werewolf and represents the werewolf race while the woman is a witch and she represents the witch race,"  He whispered back again.

I see.  I thanked him and listened on.  This was going to be a long meeting.

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I​ yawned about 12 times throughout the meeting and everybody in the room probably heard me.

So when the meeting was over, I was delighted.

"I will see you again sometime, Isadora," Alyssa said and gave me a bone-crushing hug when I was saying goodbye to her.

"Of course,"  I wheezed and breathed a sigh of relief when she released me.

I said my goodbyes to Raphael and made my way back to my room.

I decided to take the abandoned hallway to get to my room instead of the new part because I enjoyed looking at the ancient wonders of this building.

I was walking along the hall and it was extremely quiet and nobody was around.  I saw one of the barred doors was slightly opened.

Curiosity got the better of me and I snuck quietly and peeked through the opening.  The small room was lit with fire torches, the kind you saw in the movie 'The Mummy'.

I saw the backs of two men so I couldn't see their faces.  They were both wearing suits as well.

"I told you to lead her here so I could take her back to Mouririus!" The man on the left growled.

I realised that they were standing in front of a large desk and there was another guy lying on it. 

"I'm sorry!  Give me a second chance, I promise that I'll have her for you next time!"  The guy on the table spluttered.

What's going on?  Are they shooting a movie here?

"Unlucky for you, He doesn't give second chances,"  The guy on the left spoke up again.

What were they talking about?  Who was this 'He'?

"P-p-please, can't we negotiate?"  Table dude begged.

"It's too late for that.  You were warned from the beginning.  Give me the bowl and dagger."  The guy on the left said yet again.  This time the guy on the right passed him a bowl and dagger which he took into his hand.

I couldn't see who the guy on the table was since the two suited men blocked him from my sight.  All I could see was the two men's backs in the dim light.

"Please no!  NO!"  The guy on the table cried.

"I'm feeling very generous today so I'll make your death quick and painless,"  The guy on the left said and I could imagine an evil smirk on his face.

With that being said he dragged the knife, in one swift motion, across, what I'm guessing, was the guy on the table's throat.  There was a gory gurgling noise and the guy on the left place the bowl under the table's edge and I could just about make out a liquid running into the bowl. 

My eyes widened at what I just saw and a small squeak escaped my mouth.  I quickly clamped a hand over my mouth and ran as fast as I could away from that place.  My heart was hammering against my chest and I felt sick to my stomach.  I felt the sudden urge to vomit and my head was spinning so fast.  I had just accidently witnessed a murder scene. 

When I reached my room, I slammed the door shut and locked it.  I sprinted straight into the bathroom and leaned over the toilet, emptying out my stomach while the scene replayed in my head.

What was up with this hotel and it's guests?
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