Chapter 337 Journey
"Baby, why are you angry with me?" Lucas whined, his large, watery eyes shining with innocence as he chased after Kyra.
They had stopped by a stunning lake after five hours of travel. The water shimmered like diamonds under the sun, and tall trees around them provided cooling shade. Vincent had already caught a rabbits, which Damon was preparing for cooking, and Silas had laid out a mat under the trees for everyone to relax. Oceanus was swimming leisurely in the lake, enjoying the water, while Lucas continued his relentless pursuit of Kyra.
Kyra, however, was doing her best to avoid him, her mood still off from earlier. She didn’t want to give in just yet, especially not to Lucas, who was acting clueless. He pouted, following her like a lost puppy.
"Come on, ky-ky, just tell me what I did wrong!" Lucas pleaded, his voice soft but desperate as he kept up his puppy-eyed act.
"Not now, Lucas," Kyra replied, avoiding his gaze as she folded her arms. She could feel him hovering behind her, and despite her irritation, a part of her found his persistence a little cute.
Damon watched from the side, flipping the rabbit meat on the fire, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "You’re really in trouble this time, huh?" he muttered, not without amusement, he feels happy seeing her angry with him.
Silas, standing with his arms crossed, couldn’t take his eyes off Kyra. Every expression she made captivated him, and the desire to kiss her face all over surged within him. He tried to remain composed, but the way she moved, laughed, and interacted with the others only made his feelings for her stronger.
Kyra suddenly laughed, catching Lucas completely off guard. "Nothing, I’m not angry," she said, her mood flipping in an instant. Before Lucas could respond, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. "You’re so cute," she whispered, planting a kiss on his cheek.
Lucas froze, his face turning a deep shade of red as he blushed furiously. "Oh-oh, ky-ky," he stammered, blinking in surprise. Then, with his usual playful spirit, he wiggled his eyebrows at her. "You should’ve just told me you were being naughty naughty," he teased, grinning from ear to ear.Kyra giggled at his reaction.
Behind them, Silas clenched his jaw, not out of anger, but out of the overwhelming need to feel the same closeness with her. His eyes darkened with desire, but he kept his composure, knowing his time would come.