Emberflame Ridge Getting Busy with a Bad Perfume

A skilled hunter, Aphrodite is not. 
However, trauma causes an unfortunate symptom of hypervigialance. 
So despite the male's stealthy approach, A copper colored ear flicked backwards and she turned, eyes narrowed in apprehension. He didn't move like Donovan, or Santiago for that matter. He moved like something sneaky, but with a power behind it. 
Sapphire eyes met his as she stood, lips set in a stubborn line as she eyed his approach. She would not be weak. She would not be a victim again. 
Still Though, a fear caused her hackles to bristle. 
"Hello." She greeted, watching him carefully. He was handsome, dangerous looking, and yet something about him intrigued her.