Chapter 259: Chapter 259
Damon
Oh, goodness gracious. My baby had been getting upset for no good reason ever since we boarded, and this was just another spark to the fire. I knew it was the pregnancy hormones — I had read enough, heard enough to understand they turned her temper into sothing with a hair-trigger.
But this wasn’t just hormones. This was Lyra. My kitten was naturally like this, fierce and territorial, and when you added pregnancy hormones into the mix... well, it was like giving a wildfire gasoline.
She was standing there, chest heaving, glaring down the poor flight attendant like she was deciding whether to scratch her eyes out. I leaned back, letting my hand slide lazily along the armrest, watching her with equal parts amusent and caution.
The truth was, I found it maddeningly attractive — the way she defended
like I belonged entirely to her — but I also knew if I didn’t step in, the scene would turn ugly fast.
"Kitten, calm down," I said, my voice low and steady, the kind of tone I used when I wanted her to unclench that little fist of hers and rember I was in control. "She was not doing anything."
Her head whipped toward
like I had just betrayed her. "Don’t tell
to calm down, Damon," she shot back instantly.
Her eyes were blazing, her whole body tight with that determined energy that told
she wasn’t about to back down. "Let
handle this myself. You are not a lady, you do not know what I saw."
She jabbed her finger toward the attendant, who was now looking between us like she was regretting every career choice that had led her onto this plane.
"She leaned over you on purpose. She pushed her breasts together like she was serving them on a silver platter. She winked at you, Damon. WINKED. You think I imagined that? No. I know exactly what I saw, and I am not letting her get away with it."
I had to bite back a smile because even in the middle of her fury, she was so damn beautiful it hurt.
But I also knew if I let her run wild right now, she’d probably have the woman hiding in the bathroom until we landed.
And while part of
enjoyed the idea of my little Luna terrifying anyone who so much as looked at
wrong, another part knew I had to keep her from burning the plane down.
She wasn’t even close to being done. If anything, that first outburst was just her warm-up.
Lyra turned back to the attendant like she was squaring off for a fight she had been waiting her whole life for.
"You think you’re slick, don’t you? I saw exactly what you did. Don’t you dare stand there with that fake little smile and pretend you were just doing your job. I saw the way you leaned over him. I saw the way you deliberately put your hands right there, pressing your boobs together like you were trying to serve them alongside the food. That wasn’t an accident. That was planned. You wanted him to notice you."
The attendant blinked, and Lyra pounced on that pause like a predator. "What’s wrong? Shocked I called you out? Do you think I’m blind? Or stupid? Do you think because I’m younger I wouldn’t pick up on it?
"Newsflash, sweetheart — I notice everything. Every movent, every look, every little twitch of desperation. And that wink? That wink was the dumbest mistake you could have possibly made. You may as well have walked in here naked holding up a sign that said ’please take , Alpha.’"
She was in full swing now, her hands flying as she talked, her chest rising and falling with each breath.
"Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with? This is my man. Mine. He’s not a free-for-all just because he’s powerful and attractive. You don’t get to use your job as an excuse to put yourself in his space. You don’t get to bend over him like you’re auditioning for a role in so cheap porno and think I’m just going to smile and let it slide. That’s not how this works. Not with ."
I caught the quick flicker in the attendant’s eyes, the way her cheeks flushed under the fire coming off my little Luna. She didn’t realize yet that Lyra wasn’t winding down, she was only getting started.
"In fact," Lyra continued, stepping slightly closer, her voice dipping lower but sohow becoming even more dangerous, "let
make sothing crystal clear so you don’t make this mistake again.
"He’s mine when he’s awake, he’s mine when he’s
asleep, he’s mine when he’s out there tearing enemies apart, and he’s mine when he’s here with
on this plane.
"He’s not thinking about you. He’s not going to touch you. And even if you were the last woman on earth and the survival of the species depended on it, he would still choose ."
Her eyes raked over the attendant like she was asuring her for a coffin. "Do yourself a favor from now until we land, you will keep your eyes down, you will keep your hands to yourself, and you will not stand closer to him than you absolutely have to.
"If I catch you even breathing in his direction in a way that makes
suspicious, I will personally make sure you regret it before we even hit the ground. And believe , I am very creative when it cos to regret."
The attendant’s voice ca out small and shaky, as if she was trying to cling to the last shred of composure she had. "But I didn’t... I was just—"
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