Peter's P.O.V.

After dinner I get into the car with my mom as we head to the coming of age ceremony. Where a werewolf celebrates his first month of being able to transform into a wolf. Today the ceremony is for Luca who is the younger brother of Lavinia who is the only female werewolf. When we arrive I take off my new leather jacket not wanting to ruin it. Since as soon as I get out of the car I am tackled by a silver wolf.

As I hit the ground I let out a groan. As my breath is forced from my lungs by the large paws on my chest. Letting out a playful growl I change into my wolf ripping my clothes to shred as I force him off of me. As he is now trapped against the ground by the paw on his chest I let out a growling snort in his ear before letting him up. Compared to me he is half my size as he is the youngest wolf in the pack.

Nipping at his ear I mess around with him. That is until my mom throws a pair of jeans at my face. While Lavinia does the same to her brother. Grumbling at the both of them we shift back into our human forms. Once we have our jeans on I pull Luca into a tight hug. "Its good to see you again little pup what's it been two weeks."

"Actually two and a half, but I'm glad you're here. It means you can sing your songs tonight."

Snorting I chuckle. As soon as I release him from our hug I trap him in a headlock. Ruffling his hair with my knuckles I tell him. "You are going to get one song and one song only. The only reason I'm doing this is because it's your coming of age ceremony."

Letting him go I give him a playful push. "Now go put on a shirt pup."

"I could say the same to you."

"What are you talking about everyone loves me shirtless because it means they can check out my sexy body."

Of course then my mom has to force a shirt in my hands telling me to put it on. Grumbling I put it on and head to the car for shoes and my work gloves. Once I have them on I set to work on the bonfire in the center of camp. When I finish it I set it aflame while everyone else is finishing up this decorations.

Looking down at my shirt I see that it is ripped and torn from all the wood I luged over here for the fire. Letting out a sigh I decide to head over to my mom's car. Taking off my dirty torn shirt and throw it in the trunk. Digging through the trunk I try to find a clean shirt.

When I can't find one I let out a groan. Closing the trunk I head over to the horses. When I get to the third horse I hear two cars pull up one being a black truck. While the other belongs to the sheriff's department. Which puts everyone on edge as we don't get along well with comes. Evens, so I'm trying to hide a smile as I feel the pull of my mate meaning that he is here. Probably being in one of the two vehicles my guess being the black truck.

Roman P.O.V.

Its maybe almost nine at night when I look out the window. Seeing what looks like a fire coming from the forest. Walking down the stairs to head outside I find my mother on the phone. "Mother what are you doing?"

"Talking to Sheriff Sworn about these damn gypsys. I told him that we are going to meet him there."

"We?"

"Yes we and there is no debate about it, so get in the car."

Letting out a sigh I get in the passenger seat of her car and let her drive them to the location of the fire. Meeting the sheriff at the gypsy campsite. When we pull into a stop I feel it again that strange pulling sensation. Which has to mean he is here the man from before. Getting out of the car I am meet by the stares of many gypsys.

Walking over to my mother and and Sheriff Sworn are greeted by an man. He seems to be in his early twenties. "Is there something I can help you with here Sheriff?"

"Yes we have been reciving some complaints about your bonfire, so I'm gonna need you people to vacate the premises as this is public land."

"Actually Sheriff this is Romanian tribal land a good amount of this forest is meaning that it is Romanian gypsy territory and it also means that you have no authority here."

I notice my mother frown at the man. As hate burns in her eyes why I do not know. Deciding to ignore them I scan the campsite in search of him. But I am quickly pulled from my search when I hear the man my mother and the Sheriff are talking to shouts. "Peter!"

That's when I see him the source of this pull. He is with a group of large horses and not to mention shirtless. Walking over to us he runs a gloved hand through his long hair. "Hey Danior what you need?"

"The Sheriff here wants to see our papers saying that this is Romanian tribal land."

I could hear the teasing tone in his voice as he spoke. Dusting off his gloves he glances at me and smirks before crossing his arms over his chest. Giving him a quick once over I study his body. He has messy wavy almost curly light brown hair that goes down to his chin. He has a beard and mustache that just covering the skin above his lip and his jaw going down his neck.

His chest is lightly dusted with hair. Which then heads down his well toned stomach all the way down past the waistline of his pants. His skin is fair, but not as pale as mine. Its his eyes that capture me. They are a bright piercing grey that seem to hold you in place and scream authority. That's when I notice the tattoo on his left side of a g. Even though I have been staring at him for what feels like hours it has only been a few seconds. 'Why do I feel this pull to him and just who is this gypsy? Who is he to me? What is he to me?'

That's when I hear him scoff pulling me from my thoughts. "Do they have a warrant Danior?"

"No they do not."

"Well shit then I must apologize because if there isn't a warrant I can't help your kind."

Danior elbows him hard in the ribs. Which makes Peter growl at him almost sounding like an actual animal. Danior glares at him and Peter falls silent. "What do you mean by our kind?"

Danior's graze flashes from the Shireff to my mom. His graze turning cold when he looks at her. "Gorgers. Non-gypsys."

When he tears his graze from my mother he lets a smile appear on his face. "I am head of this pa... Clan. We aren't causing any trouble I can promise you that this is a coming of age ceremony I insist you stay. Think of it as us showing you that we don't mean any trouble."

To my surprise the sheriff and my mother agree. Meaning that I am being forced to stay. Not that I mind anyway, so I stay silent. Peter is sent off to finish tending to the large horses. Well we follow this Danior guy to the center of the clearing near the bonfire before he leaves us. Looking around uniterested my eyes end up wandering back to Peter.

Finishing up with the last horse he takes of his gloves tucking them into his back pocket. When his eyes catch mine he smiles. Which only makes me frown. 'Why is he smiling at me like that?'

His graze is forced away from mine when the guy called Danior calls his name. Gesturing him to follow him. Which he does following him and some other men and a woman into a trailer. As they do, so the music starts giving people a reason to get up and dance.

Peter's P.O.V.

When I finish up with the last horse I take off my work gloves tucking them into my back pocket. Glancing up at my mate to see him eyeing me, so I decide to give him a small smile. Which it turn makes him frown, but I can see the confusing in his eyes. Its as if he is trying to figure something out.

But my attention is quickly pulled away from him when Danior calls my name. Turning my graze to him he gestures me to follow him and the other werewolves minus Luca into a large trailer. As the door closes behind is I hear the music for the ceremony start. Smiling as I hear the laughter and singing of our people I take a seat in my chair. "The boy and woman that came with the Sheriff are upirs. We will have to deal with them before them become a problem."

Forcing back a growl I keep my self from lunging at him for threatening my mate. "Danior we should leave them alone they live here meaning they have the town wrapped around their finger. Last thing we need is a war to add to what we are already dealing with. We should keep an eye on them though just to be safe. The son doesn't concern me he is half human its the mother that worries me."

The others nod or mutter their agreements. Which seems to make Danior angry and feel threatened. "We will watch them closely, but if they become a threat we end them. Though we wouldn't be in this mess in the first place if you hadn't taken care of Bohemia in the first place like you were suppose too."

Becoming furious with his statement I jump to my feet slamming my hands on the table growling at him feriously. Which in turn makes the rest of our pack members uneasy. As two alphas angry at each other never ends well. Even if one is only by status and the other is only by blood. "Don't you dare blame me for Bohemia. I've done as you've ordered, but you know out of all people that it is practically impossible for me to kill him or harm him."

Growling he shots out of his chair and punches me in the face breaking my nose. Letting out a groan I bring my hand to my nose as I feel a warm sensation spread across my nose as blood starts to ooze down my face. "I am the alpha here not you Peter you do as I order is that understood!"

Forcing back a growl I look down at the ground submitting to him. Not moving I hear Danior and all the other werewolves leave. But then I feel a hand on my shoulder. Looking up I see Lavinia crouched down in front of me with a white handkerchief. Balling it up she presses it against my nose letting me take it into my hand.

Immediatly the white cloth becomes stained red from my blood. While keeping the pressure on my nose Lavinia helps me to my feet. Knowing that she is about to lecture me I hurry out the door.

Roman's P.O.V.

Standing near a tree I watch the trailer Peter, Danior, and the others went in. When they come out I notice that Peter and the girl are missing. Then it opens again and the sweetest most delicious smell I have ever smelt hits my nose. Looking towards the source of the smell I find that it belongs to Peter. Sitting on a fallen log within earshot of me I glance him. From what I can see his nose is bleeding which is the source of that perfect scent. The woman sits down next to him saying. "Peter you know you need to watch your temper especially around Danior."

"I know, but when it comes to Bohemia I just..."

"I know he is your family, but I don't get why you still defend him protect him even after what he did he broke sacred law."

"I know I know and when we find him he will pay for what he did, but he's still family."

Placing a hand on Peter's shoulder she trys to convert him. When a boy maybe two years younger then them runs up to them. "Lavinia Peter why you guys glooming around here its my coming of age ceremony. Also what happen to your nose and Danior said you would need this."

"You people are just jealous of my sexy body and if you must know it was Danior who broke my nose."

"Speaking of broken nose I need to rest it."

Pulling the red stained cloth from his nose I see that it is crooked majorly. The woman called Lavinia gently places her fingers on his nose before snapping its back into place. Pulling away he touches his nose gingerly. "Shit."

Wiping away any remain evidence of blood from his face he takes the shirt from the boy. Sliding on the white crew neck t-shirt he gets up. "Now I did promise a song for this ceremony of yours did I not."