Chapter 244 Unknown letter
Damon’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her close in a gentle yet protective embrace. Kyra felt herself melt into him, the warmth of his body seeping into hers, comforting and reassuring. She rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and for the first time in a long time, she felt truly at peace.
In her mind, her beast Kaia was practically bouncing with excitement, her voice gleeful and triumphant. ’Finally, yeah, yeah, Damon is ours!’
Kyra’s cheeks flushed, both from the heat of Damon’s embrace and from Kaia’s overzealous reaction. ’Kaia, seriously, shut up,’ she mentally scolded her beast, though she couldn’t completely deny the truth in Kaia’s words. There was a part of her—maybe more than just a part—that was beginning to accept Damon in a way she hadn’t allowed herself to before.
As she stood there, wrapped in Damon’s arms, Kyra realized that this was where she wanted to be. She wasn’t just special to him—he was special to her, too. And maybe, just maybe, it was time to let herself fully embrace that truth.
"Are you not worried someone might steal your treasure?" Kyra asked as she leaned against Damon’s hard chest, her arms wrapping around his waist in a comfortable embrace. The warmth of his body surrounded her, making her feel secure and at ease.
Damon glanced down at her, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he took in just how small she was compared to him. She felt so tiny, so delicate in his arms. Without thinking, he blurted out, "You’re so tiny."
Kyra’s head shot up, her eyes wide with surprise. "What?" she exclaimed, looking at him as if he’d said the most absurd thing in the world. Her face was a mix of shock and amusement, and it made Damon smile even more.
"You heard me," he teased, his tone playful as he looked into her eyes. "You’re tiny, especially compared to me." His hand moved to gently cup her cheek, his thumb brushing over her soft skin. "But that’s part of what makes you so special to me, little thing."
Kyra blinked, still processing his words. She felt a mix of emotions—embarrassment, warmth, and something deeper that made her heart flutter. "I’m not that tiny," she mumbled, trying to sound indignant but failing as a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
Damon’s eyes softened as he gazed down at her. "You are to me," he said softly, leaning down so their faces were closer. "But it doesn’t matter how big or small you are. What matters is that you’re here, with me. And there’s no one else I’d rather have by my side."
Kyra’s heart melted at his words. She tightened her grip around his waist, resting her head against his chest once more. "You’re a smooth talker, Damon," she murmured, her voice laced with affection.
"And you’re the one who makes me want to say all these things," he replied, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace. "As for my treasure, I’m not worried. The only one I care about sharing it with is you."