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Ulrik chuckled at Melora’s comment. “They are wondering how such a handsome man such as myself ends up with an erkeksi kiz.”
Melora growled and kicked hard, at the back of his knees, sending him to the ground instantly. His phone dropped just as fast and just as hard, which made the screen crack right up the side.
“Oops.” Melora held up her head and leaving her hands in her pockets, keeping up as we finally stepped outside of the airport. She looked at me and offered me a smile. “I applaud your defiance in mating so quickly. These Thorbørn men are far too used to getting away with whatever they please. We are the only reason they remain level-headed. So, do not fear attacking them. You are most likely in the right.”
“Of all the advice you could give her, you settled on domestic violence?” Theseus grumbled.
“I—” She didn’t get to finish her statement before she too was on her knees.
Ulrik kicked her just as she had done him, stepping up to where she had fallen down. “How are you enjoying the equality of the new age?” he asked her as she bared her teeth.
“Do not mind them,” Theseus whispered, drawing my attention away from his brother and sister-in-law. “They enjoy fighting with each other, and the bigger the spectacle they create, the worse they become. The battered-spouse play of theirs is also an effective method of hunting.”
My eyes widened as I glanced back to Melora and Ulrik who we’re both smacking each other’s hands and pushing each other, trading insults as if it were a competition. They were kind of like young kids who liked each other but didn’t know how to express it, so they just fought.
“Finally,” Theseus whispered as I heard a very familiar engine come up the street in front of the taxis.
“No,” I whispered, unbelieving until I saw it. My vintage black, vintage 1956, oval window, Volkswagen beetle. “Nightingbug!”
“What?” Theseus, Melora, and Ulrik all paused to question me.
“You named this thing?” Ulrik asked, pointing down to my car as the driver came over, handing him the keys.
“Aww, how cute. So mortal.” Melora giggled. “Nightingbug,” she repeated, and I didn’t have a place to hide my embarrassment. Even Theseus grinned at me.
Holding my head high, I let go of his hand. “Yes, I named my car. It’s important to me. So, keys.”
“Do you have an international driver’s license?” he teased me. “I’m not sure how I feel about American’s driving on our streets.”
I glared and stretched out my hand, feeling them tingle again. “Keys.”
Just like that, they disappeared from Theseus’s hand and reappeared in my palm. So quickly, no human could have noticed. But the vampires around us sure did, and for the first time, more than a few stopped, all of their eyes turning to me. I could smell the magic in the air.
Ulrik grinned like a madman and leaned in to me. “That was amazing. I wonder if—”
“No, not here.” Melora pulled his arm, her voice serious. She glared at the other vampires, causing them to look away. “Follow us back to the house, sister.”
She pulled Ulrik over to a where black and silver high-handlebars motorcycle had been parked, illegally and untouched. Ulrik grumbled about her being a killjoy which caused her to punch him in the side.
“Druella,” Theseus called out, already opening the driver’s side door for me. “We should get going.”
Nodding, I walked over, offering him a small thanks before getting inside. It was exactly as I remembered it. In the grand scheme of everything, it hadn’t been long enough for anything to change, but it was still strange to be back in my car. But it was a good strange. It felt like a reminder that I hadn’t lost all of my old self and life.
“Wait,” I paused, looking over to him as he put on his seatbelt all by himself, and I grinned.
“What? Did you wish to help me again?” He smiled back, already moving to undo the seat belt.
“No.” I stopped him. “I just wanted to make sure people drive on the right side of the road here?”
Theseus frowned and then shrugged. “I do not know.”
Right. The automobile was made in the last century, and therefore, road structures, so he didn’t remember. I glanced around us to watch the cars.
“It is the same as America. Do try to keep up in that bug of yours,” Ulrik said, obviously eavesdropping, kicking off the ground with Melora at his back.
“I’m not sure if I’m a fan of your brother,” I said to Theseus as I pulled out and started to drive.
“Unfortunately, time will only make it less clear,” he replied, leaning back in the seat looking out the windows at his home.
