Chapter 88: Chapter 6: Queen Of Wolves [1]

Kevin wanted to meet at the Blue Lady again, so I was sitting in my car and looking around to see if he was outside, but I had no luck.

"Well, let's head inside."

Since he wasn't outside and it was almost time to meet, I decided to enter, parking in the same VIP slot as last time, but not worried about credits anymore. I entered the stylish Blue Lady.

At this time, I realised that my viewpoint was so different now; last time, I was here to drown my sorrows or find a one-night stand. Coming here to meet a friend was such a different feeling that even the thugs and gangsters around the building didn't phase me.

Or maybe it's because of how powerful I've become?

Entering the wolf's den a second time wasn't so bad; there were a few pretty women who gave me a wink or beckoned me over, but I ignored them with a polite wave and headed towards the basement just like last time, a pungent smell reached my nose.

"It's worse this time..."

Now, with my enhanced senses, the booming music was manageable because I could slightly control the level of sound my ears registered. However, the thick scent of smoke, perfume, sweat and sex overwhelmed my nose as I opened the doors and pushed through the glass after leaving the stone steps of the basement.

I headed to the bar and found Kevin sitting there with two glasses, waiting. He smiled when he saw me and motioned me towards his table.

"Hi, Kev! Good to see you again!" I greeted him with a smile.

Kevin nodded and said," It's good to see you too! Here, I already ordered drinks for us both."

Sitting on the soft leather couch across from him, I picked up the drink and took a swig. It was a similar bourbon to the one that Elizabeth made, or rather, isn't this that brunette's special mix?

"Louise is working today?"

Hearing my questions, Kevin looked embarrassed, rubbing his head before taking a large drink swig. "Yeah... She wanted to make something new, so she tried her best mixing bourbon."

The look on his face was quite amusing; he looked so enthralled and seemed to have fallen for the girl who took him home a few weeks ago.

"I see. It's pretty sweet, but the burn is nice and slow, a very mild taste, but are you dating, or is it just sex?"

It was so long since I had a male friend that maybe I was more excited than usual, but my question caused Kevin to spit out some of his drink down his white shirt.

"Damn! A little warning next time..." Kevin grumbled while wiping his shirt with a napkin.

After he finished cleaning himself up, Kevin looked at me and sighed. "No, we're not dating yet anyway, but Louise seems interested, and I like her, man."

Looking at Kevin fidgeting like a high schooler who confessed to his first crush was amusing; I couldn't help smiling at him. "Really? That's great news, Kev! You should go for it then; life's short."

"Ah, it's okay, Rai... I will drink..."

"Shhh, Kevin, we're here together, so don't worry."

They looked awkward but nodded; only their eyes looking at me became more fierce and fiery...

Did I do something wrong? I just wanted to spend the night with my only friend.

"What a good friend."

"Ah... did you see him just swipe like nothing?"

"Fufu, Mistress likes rich customers. Let's hope he doesn't make a pass at her or something."

The girls gossiped as they accompanied us, sparklers and fireworks popping off as we stepped up to the VIP room, where the Queen of the Blue Lady sat in a private booth.

Well, she WAS the Blue Lady, the Queen of Wolves.

Walking into the VIP section, I felt the atmosphere change dramatically; there weren't many people here, perhaps only five tables. Walls and curtains separated them, but every table seemed to belong to some wealthy person.

There were no ugly women either; all of them were stunning beauties wearing elegant dresses or sexy lingerie. Some muscular men in suits stood with them, so I assumed these must be bodyguards.

Candles dimly lighted the VIP room itself; however, the ambience was warm and cosy, with soft music playing instead of the intense thumping downstairs.

Kevin and I followed the waitresses up to the second floor, passing the door guarded by four muscular women with pistols strapped to their belts.

These women looked much more professional than those downstairs; their eyes scanned everyone as we walked past.

One even used a scanner to check Kevin and me; however, they found nothing.

On the second floor, only one booth was surrounded by dark purple curtains with an emblem embroidered onto the fabric. My keen eyes could barely distinguish a woman's figure in the dark booth; however, I couldn't recognise her due to the poor lighting.

Kevin and I were led past the curtains, and the girls bowed, "Mistress, we brought two customers who ordered the Wolf Queen Harvest set."

"Oooh? A handsome guy and a nerd?"

Her voice was deep, like a baritone singer's low, bassy tone and sexy flair. I felt the relevance of people passing at her now, seeing her luscious silver hair with a velvet blue strand down her cheek, as she also analysed us.

"Yo, wolf queen."