Saber Warrior

Chapter One

I sat still at the cafe table. Sipping the nasty coffee that I had ordered. My ankles were crossed in an uncomfortable fashion and the light mint green dress I wore was too tight. But there I was sitting uncomfortably at an high end cafe in Paris, looking as snobby and proper as I could just to catch some high end Rogue who has a taste in rich, pretty young french women. I glanced around, my nose held high as if everyone else was bellow me. My long wavy brown hair was hanging perfectly down my back and half of it was pulled nicely away from my face. I wore very high, very uncomfortable nude heels. Some big name brand that cost a fortune. Lets just say I dont pay attention to shit like this. I prefer to kick ass, but because I was a "sexy, exotic woman" as Bradshaw said or what he meant was that I was the only woman on the team that being the bait was my job. Fun right?

I smiled and ushered one of waiters dressed in a suit over.

"Cheque madam?" he asked lightly smiling,

I nodded, biting my tongue against saying thank you.

I removed the satin napkin from my lap and dabbed my lips with it, then placing it lightly on the table besdie my now cold nasty tasting coffee. the chque landed in front of me and the waiter wandered away, glancing at I pulled my small yet extremely expensive purse out to get my gold credit card.

Then a figue came to stand in front of me. I glnaced up, and saw a very handsome, well dressed man. I smiled. He took it as a welcoming smile, though it was really a predatory smile.

"Madam, allow me" he said gently taking the bill from its spot on the table and holding it out to the waiter, his credit card attached to it.

I smiled and nodded at the seat in front of me. He sat and smiled, his eyes glancing down over my body and his eyes wandering to my left hand. One of my many talents was to disguise my wolf scent, which was what I was doing now, and this rogue in front of me smelled my overly powerful purfume and under it a small slice of human.

"My thanks" I said smiling extending my hand.

"What is your name, for I'm sure it matched your rose like beauty" he said. His voice like red velvet.

I knew that tone of voice, many of my team members used it when they wanted to get laid. His charm didn't work, but since I wasn't currently Kelly Jackson, of the Saber Elite Warrior Force I had to play along.

"Christine Williams, and a man such as you is?" I asked raising my perfectly plucked eyebrow.

When Bradshaw had called in a make over person I remember wanting to tear them to shreds when they continually pulled hair. I mean it hurt like a bitch.

He smiled as he pulled my hand to his lips, giving it a lingering kiss. It was his secret way of remembering my scent. Damn good thing it was disguised and drenched in perfume.

"Chrisophe Henry" he said smiling as he reluctantly released my hand.

I smiled, "well Mr. Henry I would love to make it up to you for paying my bill, shall we go back to my hotel?" I asked seductively.

I saw his wolf scratching to be released, it was obvious his wolf loved the thrill of killing while having sex. Mentally I spit, that was nasty. This man is a sicko.

He smiled, gaining control, "that my dear would be lovely" he answered as he caught his credit card from the waiter and gave me his arm.

I gladly took it smiling.

"What hotel are you staying at my dear?" he asked as we left the cafe.

"La' Grand Royale Hotel" I answered smiling as I stopped.