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Chapter 240: Chapter 240 *Damon POV Special*
Damon’s POV
After we reached inside our house, Kyra looked at me, her eyes soft but determined. "Sit on the sofa, I will treat your wounds," she said, her voice gentle. I could feel her care, the genuine concern she had for me. As she placed her hand on my shoulder and helped me sit down, I couldn’t help but glance at her face. 𝓃𝓸𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Although sitting next to this wolf male wasn’t exactly my idea of comfort, I couldn’t deny the relief that washed over me knowing Kyra hadn’t ignored me. But it hit me then—how impulsive I’d become, how my emotions had been controlling me rather than the other way around. This wolf, Lucas, was far from stupid. He played the part of a fool well, but now I could see just how deep he truly was. All this time, I thought Vincent was the cunning one, but Lucas... he was on another level.
I had underestimated him. That was my mistake, and one I wouldn’t repeat. I’m good at reading emotions, and now that I’ve seen through Lucas’s act, I realize how wrong I was to think he was simple-minded. He’s been pretending to be silly, playing the fool, but underneath that exterior, he’s calculating—deeper than I gave him credit for.
Now that I know the truth, I’ll be more careful. I’ll not make the mistake of underestimating him again. This was just the beginning. The real challenge would be learning to control my impulses and outmaneuvering him without losing Kyra’s trust or affection in the process. The game was on, and this time, I would be the one to come out on top.
Kyra looked at me, then at my wounds, before she gently took my hands in hers. Her small hands were so soft and supple, a stark contrast to my rougher ones. It wasn’t just her hands; her entire being was delicate in a way that made me feel protective, yet drawn to her in a way I hadn’t expected.
I’ve never cared much for a female’s outer appearance, but Kyra... she made me fall in love with her without even trying. Being around her felt right, natural. I couldn’t get enough of the warmth and comfort that washed over me whenever I held her hands. The sensation that coursed through my body whenever I kissed her was something new, something powerful, and it made me crave more of her.
As I sat there, I suddenly felt a warmth spreading through my body, my wounds beginning to heal. I looked over at Kyra, noticing how her eyes were closed, her focus entirely on healing me. She was still wearing her clothes with the hood like thing on her head, her long red hair cascading out from beneath it. Her skin was as soft as it looked, and I found myself admiring her all over again.
What I loved most about her were her eyes. They had a depth and warmth that drew me in, and I could never get enough of them. I often found myself wanting to stare at her, to lose myself in those eyes that held so much kindness and strength.
The outcome of today’s events wasn’t what I had expected, but I didn’t regret it. Kyra had already accepted me as her mate, and it was only a matter of time before she’d forget this incident and fall completely in love with me. She was already halfway there; I could feel it. The only obstacle was this cunning wolf, Lucas, who had managed to make me look like the bad one in her eyes. But no matter—I was patient. I would win her over, and she’d be mine, truly and completely.
As Kyra finished healing me, I felt the warmth spreading through my body, soothing the pain in my wounds. She opened her eyes, and her gaze moved between me and Lucas. "You both should rest. You’re both injured," she said, her voice soft but full of concern.
Rest was the last thing on my mind. "No," I said, my voice firm. "I want to take you somewhere."
Lucas immediately jumped in, his voice laced with protectiveness. "Ky-ky already tired, Damon. She needs to rest too."
I ignored him, focusing entirely on Kyra. I looked deep into her eyes, hoping she could feel the importance of what I was asking. "Please," I said, my voice quieter now, almost pleading. I needed her to understand this was more than just a simple request.
Kyra hesitated, and for a moment, I thought she might refuse. But then she nodded, agreeing to come with me. Relief washed over me, but it was quickly interrupted by Lucas.
"I’m coming too!" Lucas announced.
My patience was wearing thin. "You can’t come," I snapped, barely able to keep my irritation in check. This was something I needed to do with Kyra alone.
But Lucas wasn’t backing down. He pouted like a spoiled child and turned to Kyra, his voice soft and pleading. "Ky-ky, I want to come too."
I could feel the anger simmering inside me, and it took everything I had not to lash out at him. This wolf was seriously getting under my skin. All I wanted was to take Kyra away, to have a moment with her without his interference. But instead, I was stuck here, watching as Lucas tried to worm his way into our time together. All I could think about was how much I wanted to knock that smug look off his face.
But I held back. For Kyra’s sake, I held back. Even though every fiber of my being wanted to put Lucas in his place, I knew I couldn’t risk another fight. Not now. But one thing was certain—I wasn’t going to let him get in the way. Not this time.
"No, you can’t," I said through gritted teeth, my frustration barely contained. The urge to put Lucas in his place was overwhelming, but I knew I had to stay composed.
But every instinct I had screamed at me to confront him, to make him back off.
