The Runaway Huntress

CHAPTER 20

Melisca followed Lorna to the elevator. They are heading to the said club nearby where some wolves were present.

     As she walked behind the girl, different thoughts of how she would attack her enemy staged on her mind.

     Would she strike without the girl knowing? Or just let her witness what she would do? How to knock off a wolf without so much of a struggle? What if she can't hold off his strength and she would end up the victim instead? She had to think of some ways to remain on the upper hand whenever any situation occurs.

     When they reached the ground floor, both of them went straight out of the hotel lobby and continued outside. People kept looking at them. Lorna which has an innocent and young rebel vibe, with the same dark brown hair as hers, dusky eyeshadows and soft rose-coloured lips, a fallin' star dangling earrings. The girl's outfit presented a black satin camisole top, inserted loosely in her black ripped denim shorts.

     Lorna's hair reached just below her shoulder blades. Her big brown eyes and pouty lips gave her an innocent look of naivety like anyone can victimize her if they want to and the girl would be so dumb to notice their motive. That would be their biggest mistake, as every kitten sounded sweet and cute, they have sharp claws and teeth to strike at any time, as the young girl with her needles and intention.

     Now, walking at the alley, some people dressed for the night too, going along with them to the club. Catcalling from any sides as they passed by, but ignored them completely.

     "Do you have your I.D. with you, Liz? In case they would ask for it." Lorna asked when they already saw the green neon lights posted above the flat building that reads the name of the club not far ahead.

     "Yes, of course." She replied, trying to keep the excitement in her voice. It's been so long since she visited a club, they might be on a mission now, but she plans to enjoy it as well.

     "You're excited, aren't you?" So, the girl still noticed.

     She grinned, "It's a nightclub, who wouldn't enjoy it?"

      "Just don't forget we're on a mission." Lorna reminded with a cautious look.

      "Of course, com'on." Then she held the girl's hand and grabbed her to the entrance already, where a negro bouncer stood up. Not so much people on the line, they directly have their turn. The music inside can be densely heard from their spot.

    Lorna first presented her I.D., pulling it out from her tiny sling bag with a thin chain strap. The bouncer nodded for her to get in the building, yet she stepped aside and waited for Liz.

    When Melisca's turn already, she gave a 'wait' sign by her hand and bent to reach something from her boots. Some men behind leered at her sexy white flesh that got exposed from the stunt she's pulling on. Her bottom can be seen a little for the short rode up in her posture. Her wavy locks of hair almost touched the ground.

     The bouncer also tilted his neck to the side to get a better view of what the onlookers next to the woman in front of him were staring hungrily. But he stopped when he noticed that he's got his own picture to veer at, her mounted cleavage clearly on display to anyone.

     "Liz!" Lorna alarmingly said, hinting that the woman does it on purpose, she had enough of her playing outside, she wanted to get on the mission already.

     "Here it is. Sorry, it took some time for me to get it." Melisca said with an apologetic smile on her lips.

    The bouncer grinned at her. "It's okay, no problem in there. You can take your time."