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Chapter 347: Chapter 347 Date with Silas (2)
Trying to rationalize his feelings. But hearing it... knowing they shared something so intimate... His chest tightened. It was a lie to say he didn’t feel jealous, that it didn’t bother him.
But he knew better than to act on those emotions. He knew Kyra started loving him in her own way, and he couldn’t afford to ruin what they had by letting his envy consume him. Instead, he focused on the future—on the moment when she would bear his mark, when she would belong to him in a way no one else seperate them.
His fingers gently squeezed hers, and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Soon, my love," he whispered under his breath. "Soon, you’ll be mine in every way."
With that quiet promise, he forced himself to relax, though sleep still eluded him as thoughts of Kyra and their future danced through his mind.
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The next day, Kyra was ready for her date with Silas, wearing a simple but elegant red knee-length dress. Her hair was tied neatly in braids, framing her glowing face, and a soft smile played on her lips, She was holding the bag that Silas had given her.
As she stood near the door, Lucas came up to her with a pout. "Can’t I come with you?" he mumbled, and the others nodded in agreement, clearly not wanting to be left out.
"Sorry, Luca, but no," Kyra said with a playful smile, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "But don’t worry. We’ll have a picnic in the backyard soon." Her promise seemed to brighten his mood, and Lucas finally smiled.
Before heading out, Kyra hugged Vincent, Oceanus, and Damon in turn, feeling their protective warmth around her. She could sense their love and care, but today was for her and Silas, a rare chance to spend time together alone.
Kyra then climbed onto the back of the Silas, he spread his massive wings and took off into the sky, Kyra felt the cool morning breeze brush against her skin.
"Where are we going?" Kyra asked, already starting to feel a little warm despite the morning chill, but thankful it wasn’t too hot yet. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Somewhere beautiful where it’s just the two of us," Silas whispered, his deep voice sending a shiver through her.
Silas flew higher, and as they soared through the clouds, Kyra couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and peace. The early morning sun cast a golden glow over everything, making the landscape below look like a painting. It was the perfect setting for their escape from the busy world.
After a while, they began to descend into a hidden valley surrounded by a lush forest. The clearing below was a tranquil paradise, with wildflowers in full bloom and a crystal-clear stream running through the middle. The soft sound of water and birdsong filled the air, making the place feel magical.
He landed softly, crouching down to help Kyra climb down with ease.
As he shifted back into his human form, his hands gently held hers, his touch lingering as he gazed at her with warmth in his golden eyes. "Did you like it?" he asked, his voice low, carrying a tenderness that made the moment feel even more intimate.
Kyra turned around, taking in the beauty of the secluded spot. "It’s more than beautiful. It’s perfect."
Silas stepped closer, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was gentle, but his gaze was intense, filled with love. "Not as perfect as you," he murmured, making Kyra blush as she looked down shyly.
He chuckled softly and took her hand, leading her toward the stream. They walked together, the soft grass beneath their feet and the cool breeze making the moment feel even more special. Silas spread out a blanket near the stream, and they sat together, Kyra resting her head on his shoulder.
For the next few hours, they talked, laughed, and simply enjoyed being in each other’s company, away from the world. The peace, the beauty of nature, and the love they shared made it a day that Kyra would cherish forever.
It was a perfect escape, just the two of them, as Silas had promised.
As they sat by the stream, the soft hum of nature surrounding them, Silas couldn’t take his eyes off Kyra. The way the morning light danced across her skin made her look ethereal, like she belonged to the magical land around them. She leaned against his shoulder, her eyes half-closed in contentment, unaware of the fire steadily building in his chest.
Without a word, Silas shifted, turning to face her fully. He cupped her cheek gently, his thumb brushing across her soft skin. Kyra opened her eyes, meeting his golden gaze, which now seemed to glow with an intensity she hadn’t seen before. There was something deeper in his eyes—something raw and unspoken.
"Kyra, My love" he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. Her heart fluttered at the way he said her name, like a vow. She looked up at him, her lips parting slightly in surprise as he moved closer.
Silas leaned in slowly, his lips hovering near hers, as if he was giving her a moment to feel the tension between them, the undeniable pull. And then, without warning, he kissed her.
It wasn’t rushed or hurried, but soft, tender, and full of love. His lips moved over hers with such care, as though he was savoring every second. Kyra closed her eyes, letting herself melt into the moment. His hands gently cradled her face, holding her as if she was the most precious thing in the world.
The kiss deepened, becoming more intense, yet still carrying that same tenderness. Silas’s hands slid from her cheeks down to her shoulders, then to the small of her back, pulling her closer as their kiss grew more passionate. Kyra responded, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pressed herself against him.
Silas’s lips left hers briefly, trailing soft, lingering kisses along her jawline, then down her neck. Each touch sent a shiver through her, a warmth spreading across her skin. Kyra’s breath hitched as he kissed her collarbone, his lips grazing the sensitive skin there.
"Silas..." she whispered, her voice trembling with the emotions she couldn’t quite put into words. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with an overwhelming tenderness and desire.
