36: Kishra
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Piet got the yacht into open water, aimed north and opened the throttle.
"So what's this all about?" Dianne asked holding a hand on her belly.
"Were still looking for Cleopatra, she's on a cruise ship heading for America, and we're going to intercept it" Koos said.
"Cleopatra?" The white haired one asked.
"Yes"
"You're not possibly thinking of facing her are you?" She asked again.
"Were not alone, Quintin, that sabertooth is on the ship already"
"I've heard of this sabertooth from Michael and Dianne, he shifts under the moon as well right?"
"He does" Koos smirked.
"Stay your smile soldier, the chances of him still being alive on that ship are very bleak"
"Who are you to say that? You haven't seen him yet have you?" Koos asked.
"No, but I heard he's a twenty year old boy, he's got no chance against her with the little experience he has"
Koos frowned at her angrily "You talk like you know Cleopatra well"
"I do, she used to be part of my mother's original pack"
"Stop beating around the bush, who are you!?"
"I am Alice Del Carchetore's daughter, Luna"
***
Quintin gave it a while before he got dressed in neat clothes. He wore contact lenses to hide his cat like eyes, and gloves to cover his sharp nails.
He figured Cleopatra won't attack if he's between people, so at least he could see if he can find her. He peeked left and right, then headed for the main deck.
There were people everywhere, it made him feel more comfortable, he found a restaurant on a high floor that looked down on the other floors of this titanic ship then sat down.
"Can I get you something?" The waitress asked.
"Yes, glass of apple juice please" He asked, she nodded and left.
So this was the life of luxury, Quintin never thought he'd see it to this extent, people with real money came here to blow it all, and then leave smiling.
The salary promised to Quintin will be used wisely once he gets it, and the first thing on his mind to buy was a proper meal at a place like this.
"Your juice sir" She placed it down.
"Thank you" He said, but the hair on his arms stood on end as he reached for the glass, it was that bloodlust feeling again.
Quintin shot a glare at the waitress, but she was already leaving, the noise of the chair in front of him made him dart his gaze back, she already sat down, Quintin never even saw her coming.
"Hey cat boy"
Quintin felt cold, it wasn't Cleopatra, it was that woman who kidnapped Claire and Nina.
"You!?"
"Strange to see you so far out of your element? What brings you all the way here?" She asked smiling slyly.
"Anything to drink Miss?" The waitress asked seeing she also sat down with Quintin.
"Yes, glass of red wine please"
The waitress nodded and left. There was a stiff tension between the two sitting at the table.
"Who are you!?" Quintin asked.
She leaned forward, purposefully allowing him to see down the top of her dress, Quintin blushed and looked away.
"My name is Kishra, Cleopatra's daughter. You're Quintin right?"
"Where's Cleopatra?"
"She's not here, but I came to keep you company"
"Bullshit! I was told Cleopatra was on this ship, that's why I came here, but if you found me then that means you must have known I came on board"
Her smile disappeared "You thought Cleopatra was here? So you came running?"
Quintin swallowed, making her laugh slowly "Eager to die aren't we?"
"Don't f**k with me! Where's Claire and Nina!? And where's Naomi!?"
She sat back, pulling her shoulders apart and drawing her black suade dress open, she had a deep sense of sexuality, Quintin could see she was confident in her own skin, and also confident in what she's capable of.
He saw what she could do in fact, and she had every reason to be relaxed around him, Quintin wasn't sure if he could take her single handedly.
"I tell you what, why don't you spend the day with me? All the way until, very, late... Then we can talk. I want to have some fun, dance, chat, drink alcohol, you know? Just blow off some tension. And if you can keep me entertained, I'll tell you everything you want to know, and, I might even spare your life"
"Are, are you being serious?" He quivered.
"I am, this is a cruise ship, not Angola, where supposed to enjoy ourselves, besides" She leaned in again "I'm really interested to see what Naomi saw in you, it had to be quite something, I mean, she was willing to put her life on the line for it after all"
"What!!"
"Sssh, no need to make a scene just yet, you up for a little blind date Saber?"
Quintin boiled with anger, what the f**k did she mean put her life on the line? He had no choice.
"Fine!"
She smiled victorious when the waitress brought her glass of wine.
"A beer for the man my dear"
"Of course mam" The waitress happily responded.
***
"Luna!? So you're the pack leader!?" Naledi yelled.
"I am"
"Why did you send Claire into Angola? She wasn't the warrior type"
"Claire was quite capable of handling herself"
"So now that the war is over, where are your pack members?" Koos asked.
"I told them they can go live a free life. I sent Claire to fight against Cleopatra's pack to slow her down, not at all for the Delta"
"Oh, so you knew?" Naledi asked
"Of course"
Koos clicked his tongue "If you knew, why not come to aid them?"
"Rough as it may seem soldier, we still respect rules"
"So what's your version of Blair's story" Frits asked cutting in. Luna frowned at Naledi.
"There really are some things humans can't know hyena"
"Oh spare me, they're here to help, they need all the info they can get"
Luna folded her arms "Well I refuse to talk about Blair"
"Oh come on woman! If you don't want to lift that pretty rear end of yours and help in a more proactive way to stop Cleopatra! I suggest you spill your mouth of info we need in order to better our chances against that fokkin b***h!" Koos yelled.
Luna glared at Koos "Watch your tongue with me soldier, I will not be talked to like that"
"Pff, the one wolf we meet who can clarify things for us, and she's as stubborn as a donkey, must I go get you some sugar cubes sweetie? Or maybe a carrot?" Koos mocked her, but her anger only escalated.
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