My mates in Beastworld-Chapter 332 Voice of Siren

Just as Kyra was about to step into the water, a shadow rose from the depths. Her breath caught in her throat as bubbles appeared on the river’s surface, and suddenly, Oceanus leaped out of the water like a dolphin, his body glistening in the moonlight.

His once-human form had shifted into something both magnificent and fierce—a siren with a long, powerful tail covered in sleek, dark gray scales that shimmered as he moved. His webbed hands and claws were slightly larger now, sharp and strong, and his turquoise eyes glowed with an light intensity that captivated her.

Kyra’s mouth dropped open in awe. The sight of him was breathtaking—dangerous yet incredibly beautiful all at once.

Oceanus swam gracefully toward the shore, his body slicing through the water effortlessly. As he reached the shallow part, he lifted his head, water streaming down his scales. His eyes remained fixed on Kyra, watching her every reaction.

"Still want to see me like this?" he asked, his deep voice echoing inside her mind, though his lips remained still.

Kyra swallowed hard, unable to tear her gaze away from him. "You’re... amazing," she whispered, taking a step closer, her heart racing with both awe and affection.

Oceanus chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through the water. "Come closer, star, if you’re not scared," he teased, flashing her a grin that revealed his sharp teeth.

Without hesitation, Kyra knelt by the shore, reaching out with trembling fingers. Her hand touched his, feeling the cool, smooth scales that now covered parts of his hands. A shiver ran through her at the contact, the sensation of his Siren form both strange and dangerous. Oceanus leaned into her touch, closing his eyes for a moment, as if relishing the warmth of her fingers.

Suddenly, a soft sound escaped Oceanus’s lips, a melody so ethereal that it felt like the gentle breeze of spring brushing against her skin. His voice was unlike anything Kyra had ever heard before—pure, captivating, and mesmerizing. Could anyone’s voice be this beautiful?

She gazed at his face, momentarily lost in the magic of his song. His eyes remained closed, his expression serene, as if he were lost in the moment too. Still holding his hands, Kyra’s fingers moved on their own toward his face.

As her fingertips brushed his cheek, Oceanus leaned into her touch, tilting his head slightly, almost as if he were craving her warmth. His skin felt cool beneath her hand, and the soft glow of his turquoise eyes flickered open, meeting hers with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

Kyra’s breath hitched as their eyes met, the world around them dissolving into silence. Oceanus’s gaze was magnetic, drawing her in with every passing second. His turquoise eyes glimmered like the ocean depths, reflecting the soft shimmer of the moonlight on the water. The cool touch of his skin was a stark contrast to the warmth building in her chest, as if her heart was beating in time with the soft ripples of the river.

His voice, still echoing in her mind like a melody she couldn’t shake, left her mesmerized. The tenderness in his touch and the affection in his gaze stirred something deep inside her. Without thinking, she moved her hand from his cheek to rest gently on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath the Cold skin.

It was strong, fast—just like him.

Oceanus opened his eyes fully now, his gaze soft but full of a depth she hadn’t seen before. He gently pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her, his tail resting in the shallow water behind him, swaying in sync with the current. The coolness of his body contrasted with the warmth of the moment.

"You are my star, Kyra," he whispered, his voice lower now, a deep resonance that stirred her soul. His lips brushed against her forehead, then her temple, trailing soft kisses that sent shivers down her spine. "In this world, and in every world, you shine brightest for me."

Kyra smiled, her heart pounding in her chest. She closed the space between them, resting her head on his chest, her hands now resting on his strong shoulders. "You make me feel like I belong," she whispered back, her voice barely audible over the sound of the flowing river. "Like I’m where I’m meant to be."

His fingers traced patterns on her back, his touch gentle, reverent, as though he was memorizing the feel of her. He tilted her chin up gently, his eyes locking with hers. "You are," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "You’ve always belonged here, with me."

With that, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a soft, tender kiss. It wasn’t rushed or intense; it was slow, deliberate, as though he was savoring every moment. Kyra melted into him, her heart swelling with a mix of love, desire, and a sense of completeness. The cool night air, the soft glow of the moon, the gentle sound of the water—everything seemed to fade into the background as their kiss deepened.

When they finally pulled apart, Oceanus rested his forehead against hers, his breath mingling with hers. "I’ll always protect you," he whispered, his voice filled with unspoken promises. "No matter what happens, you’re my little star."

Kyra smiled softly, her fingers gently tracing the scales on his arms. "And you, Oceanus, will always be my sea."

Kyra’s heart pounded as she rested her forehead against Oceanus’s. The warmth of his breath mixed with hers, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.

Oceanus lifted a hand, his thumb grazing her cheek tenderly, as if he couldn’t believe she was real. His turquoise eyes, glowing faintly in the night, held hers with a look so deep and full of emotion that she felt her breath catch again. He leaned down slightly, pressing his lips to her forehead in a kiss so soft it felt like a whisper.

She lifted her hand, tracing the lines of his jaw, her touch featherlight. The silver scales near his neck shimmered under her fingers, cool to the touch yet oddly comforting.