24 CHAPTER 23

Falkan dragged Melisca out of the club. He plans to bring her to the nearest hotel to completely have his way on the most luscious woman he had met tonight. It's his first time to have seen her in the area, he wondered why he has only crossed path with her now in the club.

As they walked outside around the building, he held her by the waist, not wanting to let go of his human conquest for the night.

"Where were you from? Why have I only seen you tonight?" He inquired, somehow curious of the woman's whereabouts.

"I've just returned to this town in the early night, after five years." Came her reply with a sultry voice. "Where are we going by the way?" Her turn to ask, glancing her eyes up to him.

The shining black orbs that stare back to him, made Falkan hesitant to take a step as he felt something strange. A familiar vibe that he had seen her before, but he can't specify the scenario of their encounter in the past.

He looked at her again, probably if he stares longer, he could identify the woman's face from his memory. She raised her eyes and met his gaze blatantly. He can smell the lust in her body but Melisca's bold dark pupils reminded him of a blackish-green obsidian stone that is formed by lava. Yet, the smooth, shiny surface felt cold to the touch.

Melisca noticed his reluctant movement as he slowed down in walking. He had stared at her from time to time and his arms in her waist became a bit slacked. The furrows on the wolf's forehead when he turns to look at her in the eye increases.

He was trying to figure her out. Maybe he had sensed something amiss.

She felt for her surroundings for anyone in their area, but the people are now inside the club, the muffled sound from the music only reached their ears.

Melisca then pulled Falkan's head down to hers and met his mouth. She licked his bottom lip and pried it open. This is her only way of halting his figuring thoughts for she would help him later on.

As of now, she has to proceed in her schemes. Giving her first kiss for the opposite sex to him, almost made her eye roll to herself, why save it when she could use her lips better for the mission, instead of just pushing her cleavage, the lips could conceal everything easier. He's not a lousy kisser also, yet she would be giving him a kiss of death. Not bad for her first.

She brushed his hand through his hair to deepen their lip entanglement. The wolf finally let her tongue in and he danced along with her pace. She hitched his shirt up and pressed her palms to the man's firm stomach muscles.

He groaned and in one swift move, he turned the table around by changing their position and pushed her against the concrete wall of the building. The cold surface touched her back with a thud from the wolf's force, she almost let out a pained curse but his lips remain on hers that she's unable to form a word.

Falkan ravaged her lips as his hands roam anywhere on her body, caressing her bare thighs to kneading her hips, pushing his hard member against her stomach.

Then he held her waist and heaved her body up from the ground, she automatically locked her legs behind his hips and encircle both her arms around his neck to hold on. He had placed his boner below her groin that she felt it brushing her folds, giving pressure to her tiny bud.

A guttural moan escaped from her lips as she felt his tongue tickling her in the side of her neck. He moved his lower body, pushing her to the wall, she felt his large organ rubbing her clit and between her folds even through their items of clothing.

Melisca responded as she met his dry humping. She had closed her eyes to feel the pleasure for the moment while biting her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning.

Her body trembled as he keeps the pace. Sweat trickled down her forehead, her wavy hair hanging to her one shoulder to give him easier access to the other side without the disturbance from her rich locks of dark brown strands.

She felt Falkan lowering her body down, she groaned for the halted pleasure.

He chuckled, "Easy, we have all night." His breath in her ears sent goosebumps to her body.

Melisca had almost slipped on the ground for the pleasure of what he's doing to her made her knees tremble. If he hadn't been holding her waist to steady her, she could have lost her balance, but she leaned her body forward for support.

He raised her one leg and rubbed his palm to the bare flesh of her thigh from behind. His lips went down to her neck to the collarbone, grazing his tongue to the exposed skin. His warm mouth leaves a trail of hot sensation.

Falkan brushed a finger up to the inside of her shorts by pushing aside the barrier of the cotton cloth.

As he was busy fishing her folds, Melisca reached up for something from her raised leg to the boots. When she had obtained the object to her hand, she encircled her other arm around his neck and rubbed a spot. She took off the cap of the item and injected him the needle, pushing the liquid to his veins.

Who said she doesn't know how to inject a syringe? Years of being a bounty hunter made her deal a bunch of criminals, from hiding rapists, escaping murderers to tracing drug dealers.

When it comes to drug dealers, she has to know their system to get closer to them. Even having their products to herself, so she had learned how to puff, inject and use many kinds of drugs. There are some that she favours for her body liked it, though the drugs don't stay in her bloodstream in a long time for her wolf part would clear away the foreign content in her veins. Still, when she longed to have it again, she buys it herself.

Yes, she's after criminals, but only if they had a large bounty on their head, otherwise she could care less in who she deals with. Of course, she has to spend on her daily life, and it's the only job that suits to her liking and pays big time.

She had stolen the injection from Lorna when she held her by the waist before giving the girl to the other wolf earlier. She had seen where she hid it and asking for one would seem impossible. So, instead, she snatched one from the girl unknowingly.

Falkan had paused as his body went numb, his limbs gave up on him. He had fallen on his knees. Melisca yanked out the needle from his nape as she lay his limp body on the ground and lean him on the wall.

He bore his wide gaze to her as he tried to speak out some words from his pressed lips.

"W-what.." He managed to form a word but his mouth shut up directly.

Her forehead knotted for some thought, why is he struggling to speak up when he's a pure-blooded wolf? Isn't the effect much lesser to them for they can heal faster?

"Don't worry, it won't kill you, well maybe, I'm not really sure. But for me, it doesn't affect me that much." She mumbled then moved her hand to get something again from her boots.

Melisca had bent her one knee on the ground before the slumped wolf. Knowing she doesn't have enough time to waste, she presented her Gerber strongarm military knife, her favourite from among her other knives. She brought two weapons with her, the other on her left boots.

"Look closely to me."

Falkan could only move his eyeballs as his body went immobile. The woman he had lusted earlier and was putty in his hands had completely changed. He wondered if she was the same person he had kissed and pleasured just minutes ago. Her cold eyes now matched her voice. The same sultry yet the deadly edge in her tone didn't go unnoticed.

He can only stare at her face and witness what she's about to do for the time being as he can't defend himself from the scheming woman. What did she put in him? Why is his system aren't able to fix it sooner?

"Did I seem familiar to you? Want me to help to figure out your memory?" She stated as she brought her face closer and tugged at the hair to pull his head up. Bringing the knife to his open throat. He gulped as his eyes turned wide and blinked.

His mind went back from his earlier thoughts about Liz. He got it right, that he had seen her before, but where and when? Surely someone strikingly gorgeous as her would be unforgettable.

Then his thought froze as his eyes almost went out from its sockets. Liz's dark eyes turned into a golden ring of the sun. She was a werewolf too! But, how had he not felt it? How possible was it? She has not worn any ring to hide her identity. Unless she is human also.

He whimpered when the sudden realization struck him. Falkan now recognized the woman staring maniacally at him, hungry for a kill, with her sharp knife against his throat.

She grinned at him, returning to her human eyes with a gleam of excitement for their reunion. Then she transferred the point of the knife against the wolf's chest, to his heart.

"Congratulations! You at last remembered. Long time no see, I'm Melisca Lorwey."

Yet, his hand finally moved up and gripped her weaponed fist.