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Ch 30 DROGO!!

Things have been on edge ever since the maids had been dying like flys, then with me being with the boys at all times. I was starting to get crazy! Even after I thought we might be having a baby or at least my nightmare had told me. 

The guys looked at me differently from that point on, Peter with more sweetness in his eyes, Sebastian with a protective look, Nick with a curious look and Drogo! well, Drogo didn't really have a look to give his eyes would meet mine glow dark amber as if to smile at me then he'd look away. I wasn't sure what he was thinking nor were we stood. 

We had been in the office/ study for days on end coming up with more plans, Nick fully believes my dream was a premonition and maybe it was! all I know is that it felt so damn real. It stirred me up every time I thought about it again so much so that  I had been going to bed earlier than normal for a few days now, avoiding the guys sexually again,  I did talk but I didn't say much when I did, I promised I wouldn't keep things from them again and so I didn't for the most part. but this dream had me on edge.

What did it mean? would it come to pass just like that or were we really going to win this damn thing? these thoughts played over and over in my mind. 

We had planned to go out again in force all of us not leaving me behind this time or at all!  they needed to know I was safe.  plus I agreed, they could watch me all they wanted to if it would at least keep my skills sharp and in practice. 

Each day we found less and less of victor's man or beast lurking anywhere near us, wanting to feel victorious in this battle but we knew not to understatement victor and his powers. They were far more advanced and lethal then we knew,  after all,  he might be regrouping and not sending out anyone to find and search for us or maybe he had spies laying low watching us. There were a million reasons why we shouldn't celebrate. 

The winters on the other side were slowing coming to an end as the weather slowly begin to warm, still not yet spring but the snow peaks were the only white we could see, allowing for us to blend in more, the changes in the air were a welcoming and fresh pace to things. I had so longed to see the seasons again. 

our home only had two really, it was always summer but with a spring breeze the witches' spells could only hold on clear terms like that, winter was unpredictable and or spring, summer was easier, things grew, rained, sunlight and more. It made for an easier vision when manifesting it. 

Or as Nick had explained to me a few times before. he didn't' know how it worked but he was impressed, he encouraged me to tap into that part of my bloodline and see what I was capable of. 

I had agreed to take it up slowly only with him since he could help channel it with me. so on the days, I was with him we practice. it added to my already crazy lifestyle. 

Nick was magic and knowledge, Peter was music and strategies surprisingly, Sebastians was weapons and battle and some tonics for healing, and then there was Drogo! my blond, ambered eyed lover he was the teacher of surprise and  I never knew what he would show me next. 

Once he showed me tactics, mind-reading without actually reading them, manipulation, acting, and always the art of stealth. 

he was cunning to say the lease. 

He'd often use me as a subject, coming up to me slow, clam and secretive I never herd him til he was right there. he had scared me several times promising never to do that again, but only if I mastered it with him. So, I had only one choice bet him at his own game. 

and days like these where we went out in search of more of victor's men, I used all of Drogo's teachings to practice.

I'd hide from Nick, Sneek off to find Peter, or I'd distracted Peter to go fight Sebastian using my quite approach. but so far the only one who ever heard me was Drogo, he always knew right when I was about to pounce.