The Big Sky Alpha novel Chapter 133

133. Weird vibes

FREYA POV

I hesitated to partake in the traditions of a strip club for a bachelorette party. I didn’t want to

offend these people; I know that we need their friendship and possibly pack allyship in the time to

come. Colt went along with it, so he clearly expected that I would do the same.

Jessi used to love these places. Men in amazing shape, walking around with barely any clothes

and huge bulges dancing around in your face while they’re dressed up as cliché fantasy characters

of women of all ages. Cowboys, Vikings, policemen, firemen, bad boys, naughty professors, etc. I

never cared much about these places. I mean, it’s not like the strippers actually like you, you know?

You pay them, they dance and rub all over you, and repeat. You never actually touch anything, you

never actually screw anyone, you never even really see anything special that you can’t see at a

beach.

I never really understood the appeal. Now, if you were going home with these men or even getting

a nice little fantastical quickie in a private room somewhere then the appeal would be much more

understanding to me. Not that I would enjoy anything like that, but I could see why other people

would.

We sat at a table that was pretty much touching the stage. Honestly, I can’t imagine this could be sanitary. We’re so close the sweat from the dancers could land in one of our drinks.

Jocelyn is a nice girl, and I do like her. I didn’t want to upset her or make her feel as though I was judging her in any way. So, when she offered me a drink I took it. Some fruity drink with an umbrella in it that was stabbing through a slice of fruit. Jessi used to have us drinking these kinds of drinks at the club all the time back in the days in Hope. They’re dangerous drinks, you down them quickly

because they taste so good and the alcohol sneaks up on you.

I’ve had a couple of those times where the next day felt like death was knocking at my door. So, I decided right then that I was only going to have one or two and absolutely nothing more. I’ve drank much more alcohol than that, so I would still have my mental clarity through the night.

Honestly, sitting there watching these guys get up and dance like fools made me miss Colt. I still can’t believe he wanted to go to one of these with the other guys. Maybe he didn’t want to go but

he felt obligated. Either way, I kept finding myself getting jealous.

I decided I needed to get up and get some fresh air. I told Jocelyn I was just going to the restroom. Her and the rest of the group of women were way too interested in the macho cowboy air f*****g a

pole to pay any attention to what I was doing.

I walked out and felt a little better after a few minutes. The types of people that frequent these

places are generally desperately single women, married women in horrible relationships, or party

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girls that just want some eye candy that they don’t have to worry about hitting on them.

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It is always weird to me how many men are in places like this. I’m not sure if these are gay men, or if these are men that are hoping they can get close to some of these women, but it always catches. me off guard. I’ve frequently wondered the same thing about women going to the female strip joints too. However, Jessi always said that there was nothing wrong in admiring the artform of the female body. She was one of those people back before she was mated.

“Hey pretty lady. Why are you out here?” I heard a male voice beside me.

He startled me, I was stuck in my own thoughts, I forgot that other people were even around me

for a minute.

“Um, just getting some air.” I answered, suddenly feeling on guard like I needed to protect myself, so I closed myself in and crossed my arms over my chest and casually stepped a couple of steps away from him. I got a weird vibe from this man. He’s about my size, a little more buff than I am, pretty normal looking honestly. There was just something about him that made me feel a little

weird.

“Places like this can surely make some women uncomfortable. You want me to get you a cab?” He

asked, clearly flirting with me in a way like he was trying to be my hero.

“No thank you, I need to get back to my party.” I answered, turning around and heading straight for

the door.

I got back to my seat, hoping that no one would notice how long I was gone for. Frankly, I’m not sure any of them actually noticed I was even gone. Some of my drink was melted, which made it taste a little weird, but I still managed to down it. I decided it was the only one I was going to drink tonight. I got a soda from the bartender. I had a nice long drink and remembered how delicious

this stuff is.

Walking back to my seat I realized my head kind of hurt. Probably all this loud music. I knew I’ve been missing music so I thought this would be a nice thing to be surrounded by it all again, but I think it’s just too loud and not quite the type of music I really enjoyed to begin with.

I sat down and another half hour passed by, my head began pounding. I went to stand, but my

body had a hard time with it. I ended up just falling back into my chair, energy nonexistent.

Something didn’t feel right. I watched the other girls; one was already passed out in their seat

close to mine. I can’t believe I didn’t notice this before.

I tried to look around, everything seemed blurry or moving in slow motion. I heard Colt link me, and

I tried so hard to respond. I couldn’t, and I knew something was horribly wrong. I tried to find

Jocelyn, but I couldn’t recognize anything. Forever seemed to pass by before I felt anything other

than the chair against my body. I could tell there were hands on me, but I didn’t recognize the

feeling. It wasn’t Colt. He said he was on the way to me, so it has to be him. The touch just felt

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wrong. I felt repulsed by it. Finally, my vision came to me slightly and I realized why the touch felt so repulsing and wrong.

This wasn’t Colt at all, it was that man from earlier that gave me such a weird vibe. Then it hit me, he drugged me.