Is it love: Peter Bartholy

Chapter 18 Part 2 - Peter Pov

Peter Pov:

The night wind whipped against my face as I made my way through the forest trees. The cool air did nothing to sooth my growing unease. Damn you Nicolae!

Drogo - "You want to talk about it?"

"No."

My voice clipped him off as I stopped by a fallen tree trunk. I had refrained myself from showing any signs but Drogos questioning glare was getting to me. Ever since we left the manor his golden eyes seemed to study my every move , looking for the slightest giveaway.

Drogo - "I get your angry about Dorothy..but why take it out on Zeva?... "

" I didn't"

Hiding a flinch with a scoff, I carefully unclenched my fists. Okay... maybe going with him hadn't been such a good idea after all. But after my fight with Nicolae, I needed a distraction to keep me from tracking down Zevas whereabouts. My focus had to stay on Lizabeths doppelganger... Dorothy.

Drogo - "So making Zeva storming out of the manner was what, a show of concern? You knew that I would be at that party keeping an eye on Loan, So don't feed me whatever bullshit you tried with Nicolae! Something is going on between you two. "

"I feel like something bad is going to happen."

Drogo -"You feel it? Peter, if Zeva wasn't human I would say your experiencing a pull."

"I'm not!"

His smile widened reminding me of a cheshire cat, triggering my defenses. Shit, I could see the wheels turning in his head. He was piecing things together. Despite everything, I hadn't told my brothers about my little discovery about Zeva being a medium. It didn't change my current situation. It couldn't. I would still be with Dorothy, we still needed her, that would leave Zeva free for Nicolae. He kept some distance because he thought she was human but if he knew, those bet where off and I saw how he looked at her. I shook my head internally. No. I couldn't take that. Not with her... she wouldn't. My dark thoughts became real when Drogos voice hit the same nerve.

Drogo - "So if Zeva were to sleep with ...."

"She wouldn't!"

I blurted before snapped my mouth shut. My fangs ripped my lower lip and I felt the taste f my own blood from the cuts as they quickly closed. Shit!I had fallen right into one of Drogos little games. His smile widened even more as he leaned up a nearby tree.

Drogo - "Why because she is special?"

The glint in his eyes said what my words refused to. He had gotten his answer.

A rustle of leaves from a rabbit gained our attention and was a welcomed subject change. Without another word we both went into hunting mode. Diving into the shadows I let my predatory instincts take over and guide me towards my prey.

The noise drew me to a clearing within the forest before I registered what they were. Once I could hear some voices and chatter, I couldn't stop myself from taking a step forward. Followed by another. And another. The need to take a peek, just to see her, was overwhelming. My fingers twitched with tense and shot nerves mixed with anticipation as I searched the crowd.

The fire was flaring, illuminating the clearing as music blasted and cheap beer surrounded the small clearing.

She was wearing a different outfit than the one she had left in, and something was masking her scent, but I found her all the same.

I'd recognize those soft golden locks anywhere. Her soft skin was exposed by a small fitted blue dress, taking on the warm glow from the fire. Her hips swayed dangerously slow to the sensual beat of the music.