"Just where the fuck are you Kiana?" She said in a low husky voice, that she was tired and needed to rest.
"How can a fine ass like you order a simple energy drink?" An old man in his late sixties asked. "I'll pay for your red whine, Ma'am." He said handing his Mastercard to the guy at the counter.
Eva was about to decline the offer afraid that the man might remain penniless if he bought her the whine. After all, he only had a Master card, not so rich.
The man quickly gestured for Eva to walk and he followed slowly behind her. They sat at an empty table waiting for their drinks to be served.
Eva was silent and secretly stealing glances at the entrance to see whether Kiana would come to pick her up. The old man kept stealing glances at Eva and winked at the man at the counter.
As the whine was served to the two, the naive Eva began to sip slowly as she checked the wall clock. It was getting late but still no sign of Kiana.
Meanwhile, at the VIP suite, Gael gulped sips and sips of his fine liquor. Unlike Eva, he was not a starter and had a good tolerance for every single type of liquor.
The two were in the same hotel but seemed like two worlds apart. The VIP suite was secluded in a private section that neither of them could see the other.
Eva took sips which with time upgraded to gulps due to the anger and frustration she felt. In no time, she had long graduated to another world. From being tipsy to a complete state of drunkenness where she felt on top of the world.
Eva felt that for the first time in her life, she was ruling over without the slightest worry about her past encounters.
"Are you okay Miss?" The man asked to confirm whether to play his tricks or not.
"Do I seem to have any troubles right now? Wait, are you also looking down upon my crippled wolf?" She asked rolling her eyes her face flushed with anger.
The man having no idea what she was talking about only swallowed and knew it was the effect his drugs had on her. He thought the waiter added the pills he usually gave him every day just in case he wanted to prey on naive girls like Eva.
The young man at the counter being a rouge werewolf had long sensed Eva's scent and couldn't bring himself to the point of sacrificing her to that sick and ugly old man.
Eric grabbed his cell phone and dialed her sister's number. "I told you to be here before midnight," He snapped worried that the man could do something reckless to the woman.
"Am trying okay?" Kiana answered, she had long exceeded the speed limit knowing it was Eva. His brother might not have a copy as to whether she knew her but how did Eva become a rouge?
Eric's face darkened at the old man's lustful eyes kept scrolling through Eva's body. He felt disgusted by his actions and his legs that were sexily caressing Eva's beautiful legs.
Slap!
The sound of a hot slap echoed in the air and the man was seen holding his cheeks in disbelief. Did she just slap him? No other woman had ever rejected him after the drug effect and he could see she was hot and ready.
Eric was nervous, the supplement drug he added to Eva's drink would lose its effect soon, and his boss would get him fired if he knew that he didn't carry out his orders.
Full of determination, he walked as fast as his nervous self could handle and found himself in the VIP suite. What the heck was he doing in the VIP suite? It's not like any of these men with ranks would want to associate with him.
He saw Gael stagger his way out and he seemed to have drunk so many bottles of whatever he took as so many bottles were scattered on the table he just left.
He took in large volumes of air just in case anything weird happened. He'd rather ship the beautiful lady to that handsome young man before things went wrong.
"Sir, your wife came to pick you up and she seems wasted too. Someone wants to take advantage of her sexuality." With Eric's report, Gael in his drunkard state couldn't give a second thought.
It was Soraya, she was here. She was about to be sexually harassed. "Lead the way and be quick." He said the words which sounded almost like a growl. Eric was once again tensed.
Did he fall from the frying pan to direct fire? The guy was not only a werewolf but an Alpha king probably of a fierce pack given his appearance.
He walked to the area where he had left the two but to his surprise, he could see no one.
"He took her away," He mumbled quickly running towards the exit. He was determined to save the lady at all costs, even if it would cost him his life or job.
Upon leaving the hotel room, he searched all directions, and he sighed in relief. Kiana was struggling to force the lady into the car and just as she had managed, she locked the door and walked toward the driver's seat.
Through the rearview mirror, Gael could see Eva's face. Her beautiful almond eyes, her long beautiful hair. "Eva?" He said the words out loud that Eric could hear.
'So he knows her? Were they from the same Pack?'
"How do you know that woman? And what man were you talking about?" His strong hands pushed Eric to the wall and he began struggling him.
"Chill out dude, I don't even know the girl, I just happened to see her miserable state earlier and that old man trying to take advantage of her situation." He explained pointing at his boss.
"Did he touch any part of her body?" He asked. Gael was in so terrible a state. Why would his father ask him to execute such a rare beauty?
Should he push through with his father's way of reasoning?