The Runaway Huntress

CHAPTER 21

     The wolf in front of them gave Lorna a look from head to toe. The desire in his eyes were visible. Melisca felt the girl behind her tensed, but her partner is hanging around, surely he'll be there for the right moment to strike.

     "Are you looking for someone? I'm sorry, I heard your conversation." He hadn't taken his eyes off at Lorna. "I volunteer. It would be my pleasure."

     His hungry stare made her somewhat worried for the girl, but, it is the greatest distraction for him to get his defences down.

     "What's your name first?" She asked, holding Lorna close to her. She won't give her sister that easily.

      "I'm Edon, someone expert that you're looking for." He winked to the both of them. His dimple made him looked more charming.

     The man's build was physically fit enough. His eyes with stormy colour and his short straight hair that combed to the side. The guy was attractive enough for any girl.

     "I'm Liz, and this is Lorna." Melisca tugged Lorna forward, a hand on the girl's waist.

      "H-hello." Lorna greeted with a shy smile and looked at him through her lashes, sneaking glances to his body.

       "Would you mind if I invite your sister to a dance?" Edon asked as he licked his lips. "You can have any drinks you want, it's on me, and you can also accompany my buddy there." He pointed to where the other wolf, a girl was kissing his neck on the sofa.

        "Sure, but be careful with my sister, okay? Give her what she deserves." Then she turned to Lorna, bringing her lips closer to the girl's ear. "Have fun, remember, it only hurts at first." She whispered and slightly pushed Lorna to him. The guy instantly snaked his arms around the girl's shoulder that made her giggle for excitement, it turned him on more.

     "Now, go." She smiled at them and both turned their backs at her, she returned to the counter and ordered some more of the hard drink.

     She sat on one of the vacant stool, facing the spot where the other wolf was at the far corner. "Please give me shots after shots unless I tell you to stop." The bartender nodded, amazed at how the woman can handle her alcohol.

     Bringing her wavy her to one side in front, so that she would feel less hot. The warmth was creeping up in her body as she chugged down her shots. She stared at her target, dim lights in his area didn't make his face any less unrecognizable.

     Her sight zoomed in his features. Continually starting at him, she had recognize him then. She felt her mind sobered up as her senses spiked. The burning sensation enveloped her whole system, not from the shots anymore, but from savage hate.

    The memory from nine years ago occurred on her mind again. The familiar face was one of the wolves that had chased her to the road from escaping her death. He had not changed a bit. His same unforgettable face forged on her head.

     Her chest heaving heavily to breathe. She had to gather her self control to think straight before she strikes. Now that he was just in her reach, she should be more cautious in order not to fail carelessly. She stopped twitching her jaw and finally opened her lips that she had pressed in one line.

     "Give me five last shots." She said with a hard tone in her voice without looking at the bar.

     Feeling the shot glass returned in her hands, she downed it to her throat at once.

     As she keeps glancing to the wolf, he had finally noticed her gaze. She crossed her leg to one side, making her shorts rode higher, her silky thighs on full view with her beautiful long legs. She returned her attention to her drink, to make herself playful again.