Trailing Behind the cat shifter, Brooke planned all the ways she could take down the three great species. “Three great species,” her cat scoffed, “they are nothing compared to us and soon they will realize that.” Her wolf grunted in agreement. You would think that having a cat and a wolf as constant companions in your head would be hard, but not for her. Brooke’s cat and wolf got along well enough, or as well as cat and a wolf could get along.
She sniffed the ground again and bounded after Aidan’s scent, her muscles rippled underneath her midnight black coat. Even though she could shift into any wolf she wanted, her wolf preferred either a pure black wolf or a pure white wolf. Her cat wasn’t that picky, though she did secretly prefer her tiger when fighting. Brooke’s eyes were the one thing that stayed the same throughout all her shifting; they always remained a deep, piercing blue. In her pureblood form she had cat pupils, pointed ears like a wolf and vampire fangs. Usually she stayed in human form in front of other creatures, even super naturals because she unnerved them with her looks. In human form she was unnaturally beautiful with long red locks and deep sea blue eyes. She had very fair skin and strong cheek bones; her lips were a startling red and her body was to die for. With a flat toned stomach and legs that went on for miles she could seduce a married man. She was long and waif like, but had curves in the right places. Her appearance deceived people and she used that to her advantage, one second she could appear young and innocent, the next she was a killer.
As she passed into cat shifter territory she shifted into human form, her armor and everything touching it appeared back on her body, no worse for wear due to magical properties that defied any laws. As she glanced around the trees to make sure nobody had seen her, she masked her scent. Now when somebody smelled her they would just think she was a poor innocent human in the wrong place at the wrong time, oh how mistaken they would be. She sniffed the air, weaving its way through the cat shifter scent was also traces werewolf and vampire scents. She smiled, they must already be here for the meeting.
As she walked through the forest toward the cat shifter’s main house, she realized she hadn’t come across any patrols so far. This was even more proof to her at how lazy the supernatural species had become. If someone had crossed the purebloods in their highest time, they would have been intercepted immediately, and dealt with swiftly.
She began thinking about her revenge again. The easiest way to destroy the three species would be to kill the three princes’ potential mate. After that was done the fragile trust between the three species would crumble, resulting in war and the eventual self-destruction of their own species. All Brooke would have to do would be sit back and watch while they destroyed themselves. The problem with that plan would be Brooke would have to find their mate when she may not even be born yet. Also Brooke wanted to destroy them herself, so they would know why they were all dying. Her cat growled in agreement.
Her head snapped to the side as a twig cracked to the left, and muffled voices could be heard coming out from behind the trees. She had finally run into a patrol, and only ten minutes away from the meeting pace, pathetic. She quickly scurried up a tree, extracting her cat’s claws to get a better grip on the soft bark. When she was satisfactorily high enough she tuned into the cat shifter’s patrols’ conversation.
“Vampire scum, you think that because they are on our land they would show some respect,” a deep voice growled.
“Yeah,” a young cub piped up, “and what about those stupid werewolves.” The whole patrol laughed.
“Did you see Aidan come back, you know, the prince.” The gruff voice asked.
“I know who he is you big lump,” a new, smooth male voice responded. Shivers shot down Brooke back, her breath quickened and her eyes dilated with desire. Just his voice had her quivering with need, it had been too long since she had last been with someone, but how could she lower herself to be with the one thing that helped to destroy her kind.
