Chapter 200 He was really here
Damon watched in awe as the Large Snake took down the monsters one by one. His poison was lethal; with every bite, a life was ended. The efficiency of his deadly work was remarkable.
Kyra's mate.
Damon didn't pretend otherwise—he was grateful for the snake's presence. In their dire situation, escaping on their own had been impossible.
Yet, a strange feeling lingered, as though something precious was being torn away. He landed on the cold, blood-soaked Snow floor, surrounded by the grim remains of the battle.
As the last monster fell, the Feral Snake turned his attention towards Damon, shifted in his half-snake form. His nose wasn't swollen or red, and he wasn't as hideous as Damon had expected from the photo he'd seen.