She glanced at him, surprised by how his casual whisper had sent a wave of warmth through her, and she couldn't help but smile. Lucas always knew how to lighten the mood, even if he didn't realize it himself.
Damon noticed the interaction, his eyes narrowing slightly but he said nothing, keeping his arm wrapped protectively around Kyra's other side.
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After they reached home, the meager supplies were laid out on the table. All they had left were a small amount of rice and some grainsâbarely enough to feed three people. With no other choice, Damon made a simple salty porridge. The smell of it filled the air, though the meal itself was far from hearty.
They divided the porridge equally, each of them holding a small wooden bowl. Kyra, however, only took a few bites before quietly pushing the rest toward Damon and Lucas. She knew they had larger appetites and needed more energy.
