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Chapter 303: Chapter 303 Pregnancy period
"I can’t believe it..." Lucas murmured as he gently rested his head on Kyra’s stomach. A soft smile spread across his face. "Hi, baby..." he whispered.
Damon glanced at Kyra’s blood-soaked clothes and sighed. "We need to change her clothes," he said, his voice calm but firm.
"Okay," Lucas agreed, still lost in his happiness.
Damon shot him a look, his patience thinning. "Get out, Lucas. I’ll change her clothes."
Lucas sat up, confused. "Why should I? I’m her mate. Let me do it," he insisted, a bit too cheerful for the situation.
Damon’s jaw clenched, "Lucas, just go," he said, his tone barely holding back the frustration.
"No I am her mate I will change her clothes.." Lucas said pouting.
"FINE!" Damon snapped, his voice cold as he glared at Lucas and put towel near him.
Inwardly, Damon’s thoughts churned. When I become her mate, I’ll see how you react when I lay my claim on her, he thought bitterly, casting one last glance at Lucas before turning to leave the room.
Lucas rubbed his face, still grinning at the thought of becoming a stepdad. Realizing Kyra needed fresh clothes, he headed to her wardrobe, searching for something more comfortable and fitting. After a moment, he found a soft lavender nightgown, loose and airy, perfect for rest. Its material was smooth, and the delicate lace trim added a gentle elegance to it.
Returning to her side, Lucas gently lifted Kyra’s limp body, supporting her as he worked to remove her old, blood-stained clothes. He carefully slid her dress up over her thighs and hips, his movements deliberate and soft. Pulling the sleeves off her arms, he set the dress aside.
Lucas sighed as he glanced at Kyra’s underwear. "I told her she didn’t need to wear these," he muttered to himself.
With a deep breath, he gently lifted her to remove her bra. He struggled slightly but managed to take it off, his cheeks flushing pink as he caught a glimpse of her chest. He licked his lips, his breath becoming shallow.
His cheeks reddened even more as he slid off her panties, his eyes inadvertently landing on her private parts. He felt his face grow hotter, his hands feeling like it was burning.
Quickly, he grabbed a towel and began to wipe her body, his hands trembling as they touched her soft skin.
He hurriedly dressed her in the fresh nightgown, ensuring it fit comfortably. The soft fabric draped over her, and Lucas felt a profound sense of relief and comfort knowing she was clean and at rest.
Lucas bit his lip, trying to steady his emotions. After a moment, he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to Kyra’s.
The kiss was soft and tender. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
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After exploring the space capsule and returning to Kyra’s room, Oceanus was still stunned. He had never seen anything quite like it.
He sat beside Kyra, now able to fully appreciate her delicate features. Her fair skin looked soft and smooth, her long, curled eyelashes framed her closed eyes, and her plump lips were gently relaxed. Her long red hair spread across the pillow, appearing almost ethereal.
As his gaze shifted to her body, clad in the soft lavender nightgown, he noted how the garment was loose and airy. The nightgown showcased her figure, accentuating her curves in a way that was both graceful and striking.
"STOP watching my mate," Damon growled, his voice harsh as he noticed Oceanus’s lingering gaze on Kyra.
"I’m just checking for any injuries on her face or body," Oceanus replied smoothly, his usual smile in place.
Simon, standing nearby, couldn’t help but notice Oceanus’s behavior. His lips twitched.
He knew Oceanus well enough to recognize when he was being disingenuous. The boss had never shown interest in any woman before, and now here he was, openly staring at Kyra and spinning a lie without even a hint of hesitation.
Simon clicked his tongue in frustration, finding the situation both amusing and irritating.
Damon’s eyes burned with frustration as he glared at Oceanus. "If you’re done ’checking for injuries,’ I’d appreciate it if you could keep your distance," he said, his tone icy.
"If I’m supposed to keep my distance, how am I supposed to check her?" Oceanus replied with a lazy smile, taking Kyra’s hand gently into his palm. He closed his eyes, focusing as he felt for any signs of distress in her body.
"Tired, stressed... exhausted, and dehydrated," he muttered, his voice soft but precise. "She needs healthy food, strict medication, and absolutely no stress. Any undue pressure could be harmful to both her and the baby," he added, carefully lifting one of her eyelids to examine her under-eye area.
"She fainted because she overused her internal power, draining herself completely. Fortunately, she doesn’t have many physical wounds, which means she did a great job protecting herself and the baby." Oceanus glanced at Damon and Lucas, his tone serious yet calm. "She needs to rest, and if all goes well, she’ll wake up in a day. But I strongly advise that we leave this place. The land, the soil, and the air here—they’re harmful, especially for her condition. If we stay, it could pose serious risks to both her and the baby."
Damon listened intently, his protective instincts heightened. The thought of anything harming Kyra or her unborn child made his blood run cold. Lucas, still sitting close to Kyra, nodded in agreement, his expression shifting from joy to concern.
"She has a baby titanoboa snake in her stomach," Lucas said, gently rubbing Kyra’s cheek. "Can you tell how old the baby is or how long her pregnancy will last?"
Oceanus’s eyes widened in surprise. "Titanoboa... That’s a rare and powerful species," he murmured, processing the information. "Her pregnancy will likely be longer than that of normal snakes. Usually, snakes take around two to three months, but with a titanoboa, it could take around five to six months." He paused, thinking it over. "And after birth, the hatching could take another two or three months, depending on the conditions."
Lucas nodded, absorbing the information while still caressing Kyra’s face.
