My Midnight Moonlight Valentine (My Midnight Moonlight Valentine 1)

“My mother said before you fell asleep two days ago, she saw a flicker of me in your heart,” he whispered, and my head nearly whipped back.

“Really?”

He nodded. “Yes, so expect her to be less harsh from here onward.”

“How much less?” I pressed.

“She might say good morning every once in a while.” He snickered. “My mother is not the easiest to get close to. It’s why my father calls her Draka.”

“What does that mean?” I’d heard Sigbjørn call her that with such tenderness.

“Dragon.”

We shared a look before both of us laughed.

“Your mom must love that.”

“She hated it at first, but the more she complained, the more the name fit and proved him right.” Theseus chuckled, and I liked how his back vibrated against mine.

“So, does that mean the spellbind on me is breaking?” I questioned, thinking about it. “I did feel something after I helped the ghost.”

“How did you feel?”

“Light.” I didn’t know how to describe it exactly. “It was like something heavy was taken off me.”

“Do you still feel bound, though?”

I closed my eyes, looking inside of myself, and the moment I did, I heard the same voice.

“Free us.”

“I’m still in the jacket,” I whispered. “But it’s lesser now. I don’t know how to explain it, but I think your father’s right. By setting something else free, I helped myself in a way.”

“Damn.”

“What?”

“If it’s working, that means you’ll do it again, won’t you?”

I frowned at that. “You don’t want me to?”

“I do not want to see you assaulted in the same manner as last and be powerless to do anything but watch.” His arms tightened around him. “I did not know what was happening to you.”

“For a few minutes, I didn’t understand what was happening to me, either.”

“Were you scared?”

“I’m a vampire.”

“We can be scared like any other.”

“Like you were scared when your mother said she did not see you in my heart?” I meant it to tease him a bit, but it also reminded me of the look he had on his face when she’d said it.

“I was concerned,” he admitted, kissing the side of my head. “But now, I see I shall just have to wear you down bit by bit. Seeing as you are throwing yourself at me already—”

“Hey!” I broke out of his arms and turned to glare at him.

He stared back at me, amused. “You are permitted to tease me, and I am not allowed to return the favor?”