Lucas and Vinecnt, still bristling with jealousy, couldn't help but soften at the sight of Meeko's pure adoration for Kyra.
Damon watched the scene with a small, hidden smile, his usual Sharp aura momentarily replaced with a gentler expression.
"You're our Angel, little thing." Damon said, his voice warm but still carrying that hint of possessiveness that made Lucas and Vinecnt grit their teeth.
"She's not just strong," Lucas added, stepping closer and placing a hand on Kyra's shoulder. "She's also kind and brave. We're all lucky to have her."
Vinecnt nodded.
Meeko beamed up at Kyra, his eyes wide with admiration. "I want to be strong like you when I grow up!"
Kyra laughed softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You're going to be stronger than me in the future. Don't forget about me then," she teased.
"Of course, I will always remember you," Meeko said, patting his chest proudly.
