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p; “And your reason?” I pressed gently.
He had said only his father and siblings were to sire, not himself. “I am very similar to my mother at times,” he said halfheartedly, his gaze unfocused.
I was sure he was thinking of the children he’d lost too. I placed my head on his chest. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”
“No need to thank me. They are your family now, too.”
“I’m not good with family, Theseus,” I confessed. Mine was gone, but they barely existed when I was mortal anyway.
He leaned and whispered, “Neither am I, but I’m sure you’ll learn more in an hour than I have in a millennium.”
“And if not?”
“We’ll wander together.” He lifted my chin, so I could see him, just like he’d done earlier. “As long as you wish to be beside me, I shall be beside you, wherever you desire that to be.”
I smiled, amazed that I was only just realizing it. “…I think you’re winning now.”
All the fighting, arguing, and denials I had put up were pointless. The fact that I was already this close him, clinging to him, kissing on him, and moaning his name proved I belonged to Theseus Christian Apollo de Thorbørn. He knew that; he was just letting me become comfortable with the idea.
From the look in his eye, he understood what I meant, too. He inhaled sharply, and his jaw tensed. “I need to get you off this forsaken plane.”
Chapter 21
It was the first time I had seen a vampire with dark circles under his eyes. I hadn’t even though it was possible, which was silly considering all the things that I had learned were possible. Nevertheless, he looked exhausted, sexy, but exhausted. He hadn’t slept in three days, and it showed like he hadn’t slept in a year. What was worse was how much more frightening he looked to everyone. Even the vampires that were in the airport avoided eye contact, the witches were nowhere to be seen or smelled, and the humans, well, they were clueless as always. So, when one came up to us as we were about to walk passed the customs line, four other vampires, also customs agents almost tackled him, no doubt, saving his life. A male agent, in his late forties, just walked us through. He didn’t say a word to either of us, leading us all the way out of security while another vampire, already holding our bags, followed behind us. When we exited the international terminal, the airport was packed. My nose was overwhelmed by all the new scents. My mouth watered at one man as he stood, talking on his cellphone with a bouquet of roses in his other hand.
“This idiot,” Theseus grumbled.
Following his gaze, I looked once to the side where a large bear of a man with shoulder-length blond hair and a thick beard stood. I couldn’t see his eyes because he had on sunglasses and a baseball hat, underneath of a hoodie. He looked like suspect number one in every stalker case. But what truly made him look worse was the large poster he held which read Mr. & Mrs. Vampire-Witch. When we looked at him, he grinned wide like a child. Which was in contrast to the woman with short, dark hair— similar to a guy’s haircut—with tan skin, dressed in high-waisted, bell-bottom pants and a simple white button-down shirt.
“Your family?” I questioned.
“That’s Melora, but I have no idea who the strange one is beside her,” he muttered, walking in the opposite direction of them. But he only made it a few steps before he ended up hunched over, and the large man had him in a headlock.
“Brother!” His voice was like a sonic boom, my ears trembling, making me worry how badly Theseus must have been affected. “Did you not see me? I had a sign!” He’d taken off his sunglasses, revealing bright blue eyes.
“Release me, Ulrik,” Theseus growled, actually trying to break out of his brother’s grasp, but his brother was older and stronger and didn’t seem to notice or care that he was strangling him.
“How was America? Did you bring me anything?” he questioned and then pushed his head down, looking over him and on to me. “Other than a new sister, that is?”
“Ulrik,” Theseus growled.
Pushing him to the side, Ulrik stood beside me like a giant. “Hello, little sister. Welcome home. Did you bring me anything?”
“Ugh…”
“Must you be so childish?” Melora said, already standing beside me, her voice calm and soft. “You are embarrassing me.”
“After all these centuries, dove how is such a thing still possible.” He offered her a small wink, and I instantly did not want to be standing between either of them.
Like he could read my mind, Theseus reached out to grab my wrist when all of a sudden, a slender arm linked around mine.
“You’ve been on a flight with her for hours. Do you not think you should share, brother?” Melora questioned just as Ulrik linked up with my other arm, causing Theseus to growl again.
“I think you should share,” Ulrik told him. “After all, she must be exhausted by your company.” His head shifted down to me. “Aren’t you, young one?”
“I do not get exhausted—”
“Look at his face, Ulrik,” Melora giggled. “He looks like he’s been enjoying his mate so much that he refused even to blink, let alone sleep.”
