My mates in Beastworld-Chapter 320 I am good siren

"Bloody eagle..." Vincent muttered under his breath, his sharp, forked tongue flickering out as he slithered forward, eyes narrowed with irritation. The attack had been sudden, an unknown eagle descending upon him in a flash of talons and feathers. It had been a vicious, short-lived fight, and before Vincent could fully retaliate, the eagle had vanished.

Now, his mind churned with questions. Why had the eagle left in middle of fight? And more importantly, what was rainbow doing in this territory? His keen eyes darted through the surroundings, irritation bubbling under the surface.

And then there was the wolf. What in the bloody abyss was he doing here too with rainbow? Somthing must happened.

Vincent’s sleek, dark scales shimmered as he moved, his irritation palpable. He had been tracking the signal from his crystal, a gem that always lit up when something significant happened. The moment it activated, Vincent knew something was wrong. The glow it emitted showed that his connection—his rainbow—was incredibly far from him, yet he didn’t care. He had followed its lead without hesitation, slithering through the wilds with reckless speed.

Now here he was, frustrated and impatient. His mind raced as he replayed the eagle’s sudden assault, the questions about Kyra and Damon lingering like poison in his veins. Something was off, and he would find out what it was.

***

"I am Siren, little star," he said when Kyra asked if he was a mermaid. Her eyes widened in surprise. This world was becoming more and more fantastical-first dragons, and now sirens.

"Are you one of those that lure people with your voice?" Kyra asked, half teasing, half curious.

He chuckled, a sound rich and magnetic. "Of course not. I’m a good siren," he replied, the amusement in his voice making her heart skip a beat.

His laughter had a strange effect on her, and before she knew it, her gaze drifted to his Adam’s apple, moving subtly as he spoke. It fascinated her for a moment, and she found herself unable to look away.

Sensing her gaze, he lowered his eyes to meet hers, his lips parting in a seductive, knowing smile. "It’s normal, little star," he said, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone, "to feel horny when you’re pregnant..."

Kyra’s ears turned bright red, her face flushing at his blunt words. "I-I wasn’t-" she stammered, trying to defend herself, but his smirk and confident demeanor made it impossible to think clearly. His eyes lingered on her, the teasing glint unmistakable, and she felt like he was enjoying her embarrassment far too much.

His eyes lingered on her, the teasing glint unmistakable, and she felt like he was enjoying her embarrassment far too much.

She quickly averted her eyes, her hands instinctively moving to her belly, but his words echoed in her mind. How could she respond to that without digging herself deeper?

Kyra’s eyes snapped wide when she heard the sound of footsteps, and her heart sank as she saw Damon standing there, his face expressionless, a cold tension radiating from him.

Seeing her startled gaze, Damon turned and walked further into the living room, his movements stiff, clearly trying to hold back. Panic seized Kyra as she rushed after him.

"Damon..." she called out, her voice tinged with worry.

He paused briefly, then sighed, looking back at her, his silver eyes softened but weary. "Little thing, give me time to adjust," he said quietly. "Let me calm down before I mess everything up."

"But..." Kyra stepped closer, her hands clutching his arm, her eyes searching his for some kind of reassurance.

He looked down at her, his features strained. "I’m sorry, little thing," he murmured. "I love you, and it tears me apart seeing you with other males. I know it’s selfish, but I’ve already come to terms with Lucas. Oceanus... and still, there’s Vincent... I just need some time to cool my heart down."

She felt his internal battle, the way his words weighed heavy with emotion. It wasn’t about his love for her—it was about his struggle to share her, to suppress the possessiveness that came naturally to him.

"I promise, I’ll be back soon," he said, his voice steady yet laced with tension. "I’ll be nearby, but I need this."

Kyra swallowed hard, her heart aching as she nodded in understanding, watching helplessly as Damon stepped toward the balcony. His wings unfurled, and with one last look at her, he flew into the sky, leaving her standing there with her thoughts swirling, the air heavy with unspoken emotions.

"It’s fine, every being is complicated. They need time and space to adjust to anything new... but in the end, everything falls back into place," Oceanus said softly, his deep eyes locking onto Kyra’s.

Kyra’s gaze remained distant, still processing Damon’s words and the lingering ache in her chest. Oceanus watched her, his tone shifting to something more understanding. "Jealousy is normal," he continued, his voice like the calming waves of the ocean. "It’s a part of love, especially when you’re sharing something so precious. Damon just needs to find his balance in all of this."

Kyra looked up at him, unsure of what to say. There was truth in Oceanus’s words, but that didn’t make it any easier. Damon’s pain was her pain, and she hated the idea of him suffering because of her.

Oceanus smiled gently. "He’ll come around. Just like Lucas, just like everyone else. In the end, it’s you who binds us all together. He loves you too much to stay away for long."

"You’re so understanding!" Kyra said, her gaze softening as she looked into Oceanus’s eyes. "Thank you."

Oceanus smiled, his expression calm yet full of a quiet confidence. "Since you’ve accepted me as your mate," he began, his voice steady, "I’ll make sure to handle each of your other mates. There won’t be any misunderstandings. I’ll make sure everything stays balanced and peaceful." His eyes locked onto hers with a promise, carrying both a sense of responsibility and something deeper.

Kyra’s heart warmed at his words, though a part of her still felt the weight of everything happening around them. It wasn’t easy managing such complicated relationships, but knowing that Oceanus was willing to take on that burden gave her a sense of relief. She nodded, offering him a grateful smile.