Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 210 - 210: I want you to change me.

"Wait.'' Cyra's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. His heart tightened in disappointment, thinking she might take back her words.

He masked the disappointment with a bright smile and lifted his face to meet her gaze.

Cyra noticed the subtle change in his mood, though she couldn't understand why—she had something important he needed to hear.

'"I sensed you already know I'm not human." She paused, meeting his steady, unsurprised gaze—confirmation that he had already figured out what she was.

"Then you must already know—I'm immortal."

Cyra's words made Viktor's eyes widen in sudden realization, the fear in them shifting to something deeper.

When she first spoke, he hadn't understood where the conversation was heading. But now, her meaning was clear—he couldn't belong to his Mistress forever.

"Will I grow old and die while you stay the same?" Viktor asked, his voice laced with dread. He imagined a future where he aged beside an unchanging Mistress—where strangers mistook them for father and daughter, and even she, in time, might grow tired of him.

Before his thoughts could spiral further and scare him senseless, Cyra held his cheeks with both hands, locking her gaze with his.

''Don't overthink—when I say you are mine I meant to eternity.'' Cyra's firm words made Viktor's heart race and his mind blank. He could only stare at her moving lips in a daze, her last words still ringing in his mind.

Cyra smiled helplessly, poking his cheeks to get his attention. Noticing his eyes had regained focus, she continued with her words.

''I can change you to what I am or stay with you until the end of your life,'' Cyra stated calmly but it was like a devil's whisper tempting him to make a choice.

He swallowed, his gaze tracing the lines of her face, her flawless skin—the sultry, predatory aura radiating from her made his throat run dry and his already calm heart became erratic.

'Do I want to spend an eternity with her?' this thought lingered in his mind.

All his life, he'd never truly understood what love was—or what it meant to love someone. He wasn't even sure what he felt for her now.

But one thing he knew for certain was this: his heart ached at the thought of losing her, and he always wanted to be near her.

He didn't know if it was love—but he knew he didn't want to let her go. Owls called in the distance, and a gentle breeze stirred ripples across the water's surface as Viktor sank deeper into thought.

Cyra didn't rush him; her fingers traced his tail lightly, savouring the cool smoothness of his scales beneath her touch.

Finally, Viktor came to a decision. ''I want you to change me.'' When those words left his lips, his heart lightened up—the fear of his unknown future with her didn't appear only the feeling of anticipation remained.

He felt a weight on his head and glanced up to see a smile on her lips as she rubbed his hair into a mess.

Viktor was entranced by the radiant smile that lit up her face. He realized he'd never seen her smile so fully before.

''You don't have to rush to make a decision now. You still have twenty years to make your choice—I want you to enjoy your humanity to the fullest.'' Her eyes held a doting smile she didn't even realize was there—Viktor's dazed expression was so cute that she couldn't help but pinch his cheeks.

''Are you done swimming?'' Cyra asked; getting a nod from him; she scooped him out of the water and flashed to the mansion.

Viktor watched as the forest blurred past them, and when he got himself—he was placed on Cyra's bed.

Viktor had ridden an emotional rollercoaster and couldn't muster another feeling when he sighted Zane's figure on the other side of the bed.

He returned his tail to human form and buried his face into the pillow as he digested his emotions.

''Good night. We are going on a journey, tomorrow.'' Cyra pressed a kiss between his brows, did the same for Zane and lay between them.

The warmth of her skin against his made everything feel real—she had truly claimed him as her own. With that thought, Viktor drifted into sleep, a soft smile on his lips.

Zane stirred and instinctively cuddled closer to her, a faint smile curving his lips. He had woken the moment Cyra entered with Viktor but pretended to sleep, choosing to give them a moment alone.

Cyra gently played with the ends of his hair. Hearing the steady rhythm of his breathing, she knew Zane was fast asleep before turning on her bracelet.

She scrolled through the Nexus to pass the time, skimming articles and watching short movies. Just as dawn began to break, a soft chime sounded from her inbox.

She clicked on it to find an unfamiliar number had sent her a voice message, and she opened it to listen.

"We, the vampire clan, request permission to visit your island and hope for a longer stay.'' The voice sounded so formal and old-fashioned—Cyra had to think hard before she remembered that island of supernaturals.

She had almost forgotten about it and an idea came to her. She clicked on the hologram keypads and sent a series of messages in response.

"There's no need for you to come to my island—I'll visit yours with my husband in a week."

Cyra figured that was enough time for the fighters to adapt to the desolate land before she left them to survive on their own.

After sending the message out and without waiting for a reply, she turned off her bracelet and closed her eyes; the day was already breaking—she needed to rest for the busy day ahead.

As she fell asleep, her last thought was to pack some sunglasses and a hoody to shield herself from the sun.

Meanwhile, the people at the other end glanced at her reply with a stunned expression before breaking out into cheers.

''She's coming…we have to put everything in order.'' The vampire said, her voice trembling with excitement.

She paced the room as she warned everyone to be on their best behaviour.

"Keep the younger generation in check—we can't afford to get on her bad side. Remember what happened to the last family head." At her words, the three black-haired women in the room winced, especially Lily, who had firsthand experience facing Cyra in a fight.

It took her a week to recover, thanks to the perks of being a vampire. The others weren't so lucky—it took them a full month before they could walk properly.

"We'll treat her with the utmost respect," Lily said firmly—she didn't need a second warning.

The room fell quiet as they all wondered how the rest would react to the news of Cyra's visit.

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