Chapter Eighty Eight

It wasn't every day a woman with pale silver blonde hair falling almost to her hips and strange silver eyes, combined with a figure every male with a pulse lusted after walked their streets. It did not take long for her to be followed, the two men worked together shadowing her as she deliberately headed into a dark alleyway. Katya had scented them instantly, their highly aroused state disgusted her sensitive nose and she knew exactly what their intentions were the Immortals followed the human news channels. She stepped behind a large skip full of rubbish, undressed and folded her clothes into a neat pile then shifted crouching down in the shadows she moved behind the unknowing men letting them walk into her trap. When they were far enough down into the alley and hidden from the busy street she let out a low growl and came out of the shadows her silver fur fluffed out glittering in the dying sunshine, her lethal white fangs bared and razor-sharp claws clicking on the road surface.