NIKOLAI’S POV

As I lazily sipped wine on my balcony late at night, the scent of a vampire nearby made me spit the liquid back into the glass. I opened my senses to the night to track where the damn vampire was. 

I stood up on the rails and spotted Ivan getting out of the car. He leaned back on the car, swinging the key around his finger. My eyes widened when I scented Yuri Alaric even before I saw ...