Kyra looked at Damon, her eyes tracing the sharp lines of his face, lingering on his lips, and then meeting his intense silver eyes. His long blue hair cascaded down his shoulders, giving him an almost ethereal presence. She had seen many handsome men since arriving in the beast world, but none of them had the same effect on her as her mate's and Damon.
Damon face, his voice, his touch—each one seemed to stir something deep inside her, making her heart beat a little faster.
Was this a sign? Should she accept him as her mate? The thought made her heart flutter. Living with him, her feelings for him had grown over time. She couldn't deny that she liked it when he called her 'little thing.'
It made her feel special, cherished in a way that was different from the others.
