Page 75 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

Thisplace…Ihaveno words for what this place is. Like, in no fucking way is this a hotel! I thought it might be a cult, but I saw the so-called hotel manager, and I would eat my notebook if he’s a cult leader!

He looks more like a hippie, so maybe this is just a hippie commune where they advocate free love and tea and run around naked all the time. And Jace is their naked leader or something. It’s just weird because neither Tony nor his brother nor the nice twin girls strike me in any way as weird.

All my instincts should cry at me to run. Something is off here, and I know it, and normally, my instincts are, hands down, fantastic. They got me out of a lot of terrible situations, but here, nothing tells me to run. In fact, I have never felt that peaceful before. My usual restlessness is gone. The force in me that made me travel the country as if I was searching for something suddenly stopped pushing me.

Like a part of me was missing, and now it’s whole again.

Okay, so what if this is some sort of nudist camp!? There are worse things in the world than hot people running around naked. Who the fuck cares? I’m not some prude, and as long as I don’t need to run around naked, I can just stay with my mate.

My mate?

Where did that come from?

I slump down on my bed, or rather Tony’s bed, and hmmm… this smells so heavenly. I’ve never been one to sniff someone out. Like, either you smell bad or not, that’s it. But Tony, he reminds me of resin and freshly cut trees. I love it.

He is yours, my subconscious whispers.

Yeah, I got it. I have the hots for him.

I wonder if other people have such a persistent voice in them, too. I googled it once, and it seems talking to yourself isn’t that uncommon, though in most cases, yourself doesn’t answer.

I don’t even understand why I feel that way about Tony. The last thing I want is a player, a hot, drool-worthy guy. I’m not the subject of wet dreams; I’m not the girl men want to date. In school, I was the weirdo, the bland girl. I’m not extraordinarily pretty, and I don’t have a perfect body.

And now I look into these deep orbs of this beautiful man and—

Oh fuck, I just thought orbs, like I’m the heroine of some cheesy romance novel. I want to throw up. But I can’t deny that I’m starting to miss him and his cute dimples when he smiles and how he always beams when I say something that sounds awfully stupid, yet he seems to find it funny.

I sigh, taking my notebook. I might as well get some work done while I wait for Mr. Heartthrob to come back from his meeting. He promised we would tackle some online games later, even going so far as to buy a couch-coop game for us to play. It’s so cute that he is so eager to spend time with me. I can’t quite believe I finally met a guy who shares my nerdy hobbies… and is interested in me and not a creep. He is funny, and kind, and incredibly cute. What confuses me, though, is that he is such a hottie, and the hot guys typically don’t want me.

And here we go again…

I force myself to focus on my work, not on how hot Tony is or how we kissed last night. It was probably just the thunderstorm forcing me into his arms and—

As if on cue, the sky lights up with lightning again, making me glare. The weather has been crazy recently, but at least it forces me to work a bit. I finish a project for a small online business, setting up their firewall but also making adaptations to their website and app.

Once I’m finished, I remember that Tony asked me to check on the firewall of their nudist camp, and the thought of doing something for him makes me unusually bubbly and excited. I start by checking their website… which doesn’t exist. Well, maybe they want to remain private. Not everyone is going to be happy to have nudists as their neighbors. I decide to change tactics and locate their router, and then…

Okay, yes, I hacked into it!

Emerald Moon,it says. Weird name for a nudist camp, but pretty. I go from there and locate the main computer in theAlpha’s Office.Alpha? Seems like someone was particularly funny while naming the computers.

They have surveillance cameras at strategic points. Not bad. It should be able to catch any robbers or any trespassers. What confuses me are the surveillance cameras they have outdoors in the forest. But since the area is known to have quite some wild animals, maybe they want to keep an eye on them.

Maybe it’s a nudist camp with a heart for the wildlife?

One camera in particular catches my interest. It’s capturing the road I drove by when I got stuck in the weather. This is going to be interesting. Chewing on my nails, I dig around for a bit until I find the archived files, easily making it to the one that should have filmed me.

Tony is right, they need better protection. They are fucking easy to hack. The video shows me what I already know, how I got stuck in the mud, and a group of people came running towards me. Wow, they are fast. Tony is the one in the front, and he is… did he do track and field in school, or why is he such a Usain Bolt!?

Once Tony has freed me and has me in his arms, the others start moving my car. I’m amazed by how strong they are. They easily lift the car out of the mud and then push it towards the main house of the nudist camp.

I close the video and scroll through the other files. One other catches my interest. It’s from when Tony brought me to his room, and I took a shower and saw the bunch of naked guys outdoors. It’s not that I want to see a bunch of naked asses, but I’m curious as to why they even were naked in the first place in that weather. Unless they were doing some sort of weird naked-rain-bathing, in a thunderstorm, which I doubt.

I click on the file. First, everything is covered in the darkness of the storm. It seems like some lights were broken, then someone brings a flashlight. And… oh my fucking god! There is a wolf! A huge wolf! I’ve seen one in the zoo once, and that’s not what I saw there… This is a genetically manipulated mutant wolf!

How is it so big!?

It seems to wander through the rain as if it’s nothing, and… the guy who brought the flashlight, instead of running for his life, he just keeps looking at it and waves a bit.

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