75 Where is he?

It was getting a bit too long,

"She's with me." Peter said stepping out of the shadows.

He looks better than I last saw him which was during Diana heroic incident. I smiled a little as the guards move away. It really was a sight to see him dress up in armor and silver showing of his position and not be the underdog.

It was sort of sexist. Opposite to the female that has to be covered up, the males supernatural like to show of skin and messle.

Today Peter was an impressive sight. I do wonder why Diana had passed him over, he looks rather juicy with well-defined muscles and a rather impressive tattoo. Then again all supernatural have a tattoo or two, for safety reasons, I myself included. Peter's was not being very smart with his. He had added to it since we last met but it was a weak invisibility spell. Too weak to hide anything but aura.

Wait!

Aura, wrong color!

That's one mystery solved. However, it wasn't like I could rush and tell Ronnie I've made a breakthrough.

"You should have never walked in here. It is dangerous to not come here without back up. Even Diana in all her recklessness had someone to watch her back." He chides as he walked me over.

"I've got back up,"

"Well, where is he?"

Looking into his eyes I smirk and did not answer. He knew who was my backer, my aunts. This was just small talk and a bit of recon.

A few minutes later, we were standing in front of a gate with an iron fence. It was large and strong as the place was a fort design to stand almost any destruction power. The gargoyle guards were extra precaution build into the building and I had to admit it was very well designed.

"Thanks, I don't need to worry about safety." I said touching his arm.

"You should. Any female without a mate smelling like you do. Needs protection, lots of protections and guardians. Please think about it. Alright?" He grunted out.

"Bye,"

The way I smell. I haven't done anything so I was probably just fake concern. I mean there was very few things that could change a female's scent, the main one's are bonding and a mate.

Moving slowly, I watch as he walked away and turn to look at the gargoyles. While it watched me, I watched it every part of the gargoyle body was made of stone. It was the way magic made them. Purposely they were made out of large stone borders to strike fear into all that passes. It did work as with no hair, no eyelids, no clothes combined with lots of muscled they look terrifying. Not that they were much good in a fight with a witch.