My mates in Beastworld
Chapter 186 You’re mine

Chapter 186: Chapter 186 You’re mine

His kiss was both fierce and tender, a mix of passion and possessiveness. Kyra’s heart raced, and she clung to Damon, her fingers curling into the fabric of his robe. For a moment, everything else faded away—the contest, the crowd, even the cold.

Damon pulled back slightly, just enough to look into Kyra’s eyes. His gaze was intense, filled with an emotion that took her breath away.

"I couldn’t hold back any longer," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "You’re mine, little thing. Only mine."

Kyra’s heart pounded in her chest, but suddenly Vincent and Lucas’s faces flashed in her mind. She jolted upright from Damon’s arms, her face filled with panic.

"Little thing..." Damon muttered, standing up in shock as well.

"Sorry," Kyra mumbled hurriedly before running back toward the stage, her mind racing with confusion and guilt.

Damon watched her retreating form, his eyes turning cold. His hands clenched into fists as he tried to comprehend her reaction. Was her love for her mates so strong that there was no room in her heart for him?

"Don’t worry, little thing," he muttered darkly, a sadistic smile spreading across his sharp, handsome face. "Once I kill them, you’ll only have to be mine." The intensity in his eyes made his expression even more frightening.

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"THE WINNER OF BEAUTY CONTEST OF THE YEAR IS---any guesses?" the anchor shouted excitedly.

Males shouted their favorites:

"SANDRA! SANDRA!"

"MARA! MARA!"

"KYRA! KYRA!"

"BILLI! BILLI!"

The excitement in the crowd was palpable as they jumped and cheered for their chosen contestants.

"The winner of the Beauty Contest is... KYRA!" the anchor announced.

The crowd erupted into loud cheers. Kyra covered her ears against the roar, a smile on her lips though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

The crowd’s cheering grew louder, echoing through the town center. Kyra stood there, trying to absorb the moment, her hands still covering her ears. The smile on her lips felt almost forced as she glanced at the ecstatic faces around her.

Damon, standing off to the side, felt a sharp pain in his chest. He watched Kyra being celebrated, her radiant presence lighting up the stage. The happiness on her face was a knife to his heart, knowing she was still thinking of Vincent and Lucas. His jaw tightened, and he clenched his fists, struggling to keep his emotions in check.

As the cheers continued, Damon’s eyes darkened with a mix of longing and frustration. He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else having her, yet here she was, shining brightly in a spotlight he wished to share with her alone.

The anchor’s voice rang out clearly, "Kyra, please come forward to accept your prize!"

Kyra took a deep breath and stepped forward, feeling the weight of Damon’s intense gaze on her. She walked toward the center of the stage, where the town’s priest, Felix, stood with a small pouch in his hands. He was flanked by Healer Angelo and the town leader, each of them smiling warmly at her.

Felix handed her the large pouch of coins, his eyes twinkling. "Congratulations, Kyra," he said, his voice full of genuine admiration. "You have shown not only beauty but grace and spirit."

Kyra accepted the prize with grace, bowing slightly as she took the pouch. The crowd erupted into louder cheers, their excitement filling the air. She smiled, her eyes scanning the crowd briefly before settling on Damon, who was watching her with a mix of pride and pain in his eyes.

Healer Angelo stepped forward next, offering her a large box filled with beautiful jewellery. "You truly deserve this, Kyra," he said kindly. "May your beauty and strength continue to shine."

Kyra accepted the box, her heart pounding.

Damon looked at Kyra and muttered under his breath, ’Don’t worry, little thing.’ His eyes were fixed on her as he continued, ’Once I deal with them, you’ll only have to be mine.’ His face hardened, a sadistic smile returning as he imagined a future where no one else could claim her.

Finally, the town leader stepped forward. "Kyra, your victory today brings honor to our town," he said, his voice strong and authoritative. "As a special gift, we have a surprise for you."

A murmur of curiosity spread through the crowd as the leader signaled to a group of beastmen. They brought forward a beautifully adorned small chest, handing Kyra.

The leader smiled at her. "Inside this chest, you will find a rare and valuable artifact that has been passed down through generations in our town. It is our gift to you, a symbol of our highest regard."

Kyra’s eyes widened in surprise as she opened the chest to reveal a stunning, ancient tiara encrusted with precious gems. The intricate design and the way it sparkled in the light took her breath away. She looked up at the leader, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Kyra closed chest and handed the back to him. Then she looked up at the leader with a humble smile. ’Thank you, but I must insist that I don’t need such rare things. I’m honored by the recognition and the gifts already given, but I don’t wish to take more than what’s necessary.’"

Despite Kyra’s insistence, the town leader remained resolute. With a reassuring smile, he gently placed the chest back into her hands. "I understand your humility, Kyra, but please accept this gift as a token of our appreciation and respect. It’s meant to honor your exceptional performance."

Kyra hesitated but eventually accepted the chest with a gracious nod. "Thank you, I appreciate your kindness."

The crowd cheered even louder, their excitement filling the air. As she stood there and opened the Chest again, feeling the cool metal of the tiara against her fingers, Kyra’s heart felt heavy. The moment was bittersweet; although she had won the contest, something precious had been lost or changed between her and Damon.

She glanced at Damon one last time.

Two more powerful elders stepped forward, their faces adorned with kind smiles. "Congratulations, Kyra! Winning this contest is no small feat," one of them said, clapping as he spoke. The other elder nodded in agreement.