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.
