Laying back, Ketan closes his eyes and watches through his bat's eyes, following the female hunter. "Let's see what kind of trouble you will get into."
Brielle walked through the mall towards the food court, where she picked up some grilled meats, and she sat down, not paying attention to the werewolves that turn their heads checking her out. She carefully ate the meat and waited for her target to approach her.
The target werewolf entered the food court and saw the human eating different meats. He let his eyes trail from head to toe. He walked over to her and sat down across from her. "Hey, Baby. What is a fine girl like you doing here?"
Brielle cut a piece of steak and held it out for him to take a bite. "Try this; it is absolutely divine. I am here to try some new foods and to meet some new people. What about you, Handsome??" fluttering her eyes, she watches as he eats the steak piece.
"Well, aren't you a darling," he takes the bite and chews it, "I am looking for someone to warm my bed to be blunt, and you look like you would be the perfect girl for the job. What do you think? Oh, where are my manners? My name is Jackson." Jackson holds out his hand to Brielle.
Brielle holds out her hand and shakes his, "My name is Olive. It is a true pleasure to meet you. Do you mind if we sit here chatting before we go somewhere private? I would like to get to know you a bit before I go to bed with you."
Jackson turns her hand over and kisses her knuckles, "If that makes you comfortable, then we can do that. If you're done with the meal, I can finish it off while you get yourself some dessert?"
"Thank you, I will get some ice cream, would you some as well?" Brielle pushes the tray towards him, giving him a heated look.
"Anything that you choose will be good enough for me. I am not all that picky." He smiles up at her as his eyes check out her body. "You're so stunning. Look at you, beautiful. I love how you look in that dress. I look forward to taking it off of you." Jackson licks his lips, then looks into her eyes.
Brielle forced herself to blush and smile shyly, "thank you for the compliment." She turned, swaying her hips and went to the ice cream shop, choosing various flavours in small portions. She picked up the tray and sat down across from him. "I really love ice cream, and I think that I will need a good workout to work off all the calories."
"Olive, you don't need to worry about your weight. You are stunning, and I am willing to bet that I will be able to help you work all those calories off." Jackson finished off the meat and moved the tray to the empty table next to them, then he placed his hand on her bare knee. He started drawing little symbols on her thigh, slowly moving as high as he could go.
Brielle stood up, sat next to him on the bench and leaned on his shoulder. "I wasn't sure what flavour to get, so I grabbed all the flavours that I thought sounded amazing." Brielle opened the first one and fed him a bit of the chocolate mint ice cream, then using the same spoon, she fed herself some. She watched him with stars in her eyes.
"Mmmmmm, delicious." He watched her every movement, especially when she licked her lips to get the ice cream on the corner of her lips. He leaned over and licked the other corner, getting the ice cream off. "That was even tastier off you."
Brielle blushed, then opened the next one and repeated the process until the final one. "This is the one that I really wanted. I have never heard of caramel apple ice cream."
Jackson took the spoon and started to feed her the ice cream. "You fed me so much, I think I should return the favour." One bite and a little dripped on her chest. "Sorry, Olive." He took his finger and got the drops off, and slides his hand to touch her breast.
"Let's go somewhere private." Brielle looked up at him with a hooded look, with blush splashed across her face.
"Yes, that sounds like a good idea." Jackson helps her up, pulls her close to himself and grabs her ass through the dress. He takes her back to the hotel, and Brielle sees the receptionist in the elevator. Brielle covers her lips with her finger and winks.
The girl nods, looks at the werewolf, and watches as they get off. She continues to the penthouse suite and knocks on the door. As the door opens, she blushes. "Hi, I'm here as you requested."
Ketan had been watching the whole thing and scowled at her antics, but when he saw his meal on the elevator, he smiled. "Hey, it is good that you came. I promise that I won't kill you if you tell me the room that the werewolf that you saw on the elevator is in."
"You must be able to smell his scent on my clothing. He is on the floor below this one in room 2476. Thank you for allowing me to live." She stepped in as he closed the door.
Ketan pulled her hair to the side and licked her neck. "I should be thanking you for cooperating with me." Ketan reached the nape of her neck. He kissed the spot then bites in, drinking her blood. The first taste hit him, and he drank a little more deeply. He stopped just before the point of turning her. He lifts her weak body and lays her upon the bed. "Rest here. You will be weak as I took a lot of blood, and you need to replenish that supply." He sent to the fridge and pulled out an orange juice bottle. He opened the cupboard, grabbed some cookies, and he placed everything on the nightstand. "You should know that I usually don't let my targets live, but I know that you are the breadwinner in your family. Eat the cookies and drink the juice. When I get back, if you gave me the information that I wanted to know, I will reward you handsomely."
She nods her head weakly. "I understand. I will be here when you get back." She sat up slowly and started munching on one of the cookies.
Brielle followed Jackson to the bedroom and followed him inside. "Wow, what a beautiful room." She gushed and looked around, looking impressed.
"If I had my way, I would be taking you to the penthouse suites, but it just happens that both were booked." Jackson let her look, went into the kitchen and popped open the champagne sitting on the counter. Pouring two glasses, she offers her one and takes the other. "To a night of fun." He toasts to her.
"Yes, to a night of fun and excitement." She drank the champagne and then had pulled the scythe from her purse. She tapped her glass against his.
Jackson went up to Brielle and moved the straps on her dress down her arms. "You are even more beautiful than I thought that you would." His mouth was watering at the thought of eating her flesh.
Brielle moved into his embrace and pressed the button on the scythe, and it popped out just as he was about to take a bite. Quickly, she stabbed the scythe around his neck and stepped back. She looked at his confused face, "this is your end for all the beings you have killed and partially devoured." Brielle swung the scythe at his neck.
Jackson moved, but not fast enough, and his ear got sliced off. "YOU BITCH! I will fucking end you!" He tried to get closer to her, but it was impossible for him to get closer to her with her scythe skills.
"The only bitch here is you. You fell for my trap hook, line and sinker." Brielle swung the scythe down and took off his arm, and she hopped out of the way of his other arm.
Jackson, having enough, transformed into a wolf. Growling at her, he lunged at Brielle and tries to bite her leg.
Brielle jumps out of the way. "Don't you know that there is a no animal policy in the hotel, Jackson?" Finally, getting to the right angle, she swung the scythe and serves his head. Blood splatters on the wall and all over herself. Fixing her top, Brielle pulls out her phone and dials the mall cleaners. Telling them the room details.
Ketan switched places with his bat and landed in the room, watching the hunter. He looked at the girl and caught an eyeful of her beauty. 'I can see why the dumb mutt went after her.' He walked up behind her as she was on the phone and took out a handkerchief. "It is a dangerous game that you play, little hunter."