Chapter 13. The One I Was Waiting for

Peter's POV

“Do you think I would ever find love, Luma?” I recalled asking her on her deathbed.

“Ah, Mojito, of course. You would.” She said to me, calling me by the name she used to call me all along.

It was not known to the rest of the family but I had been with her right before she died. I had actually called that I had found her dead when indeed, I was with her through the night and even saw her struggling with death. If I had the strength, I would have wrestled even death for her life. She was the only one who got me.

The real me that I was trying hard to keep from the rest of my family. Everyone thought I was just the virgin boy of the family and of course, Damon's ass licker but that was the only way to distract myself from my weird taste.

I was yet to be with a woman because I just could not feel to let myself be with one. Luma noticed my weird taste when she had found lots of playboy books featuring naked men under my bed durin