Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 26

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**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**

**Chapter 26: One Week Away**

After hanging up the phone, a wave of exhilaration washed over Emma, prompting her to roll joyfully across her bed.

Finally, she was going to have a mate.

In the vast expanse of the interstellar world, she would no longer have to face the solitude that had once enveloped her like a heavy fog.

That night, as the stars twinkled outside her window, Emma lay awake for what felt like hours, her mind racing with possibilities and excitement, before finally surrendering to sleep.

The following morning, Damian was sprawled on the couch, his eyes flicking to the clock every few minutes, waiting impatiently for 8:30 a.m. When Emma finally descended the stairs, he couldn’t help but notice the dark circles shadowing her eyes.

“Ms. Tibarn, did you not sleep well last night?” he inquired, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Could it possibly be that wretched snake beast that had robbed her of her slumber?

“I just went to bed a little late,” Emma replied, a hint of a smile creeping onto her face as thoughts of Edric danced through her mind. “It’s fine, I’ll take a nap later.”

With that, she headed straight into the kitchen, her steps light and purposeful.

Damian followed closely behind, intrigued by her movements. He watched as she expertly navigated the kitchen, the aroma wafting from the pan tantalizing his senses and making his stomach growl audibly.

“Ms. Tibarn, what are you making? It smells absolutely divine,” he asked, his curiosity piqued.

Emma, her mood buoyed, explained, “I’m making something special with herbs. It’s called a pancake. And here we have bacon, along with dumplings made from beast meat and herbs.”

Pancakes? Bacon?

These were unfamiliar terms to him, yet the enticing scent was enough to make his mouth water.

With hopeful eyes, Damian gazed at her. “Ms. Tibarn, may I have a taste?”

“Of course,” Emma replied with a nod, her playful nature surfacing.

Fishing always required bait, and she was more than willing to share. She discreetly handed him half a piece of bacon along with a pancake.

“Now, I’m sneaking these to you. Make sure to eat them quietly, and don’t mention it to Drake. He paid star coins for this food, and it wouldn’t be wise for him to see you indulging. And remember, this is a one-time deal. I can’t do this again next time.”

Just this tiny morsel?

It felt like a mere tease, hardly enough to satisfy the hunger gnawing at him.

Damian gazed at the small piece of bacon and the pancake, a mix of gratitude and disappointment swirling within him. He couldn’t bring himself to push Emma for more; she was a handful as it was.

“Thank you, Ms. Tibarn. You’re so kind to me,” he said, accepting the plate with a grateful smile.

Emma returned to her cooking, her back turned to him, while Damian settled at the table, anticipation building. He took a cautious bite of the pancake, and his taste buds exploded with delight. He couldn’t identify the herbs, but the texture was soft and fragrant, and paired with the sauce Emma had crafted, it was almost overwhelming in its deliciousness.