Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 96

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

**A Kiss Like Blooming Light**

In the quiet embrace of the moment, he enveloped Emma in his arms, their foreheads gently touching, a connection that felt electric. “I heard what you did today,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with a mixture of awe and admiration. “The way you stood up and saved someone… the way you acted without a moment’s hesitation—it shocked me, but it also filled me with pride.”

Emma’s heart fluttered at his words, but beneath that flutter was a deeper ache. “Fry, you handled everything as well as anyone could have. Don’t blame yourself. This was never your burden to carry,” he continued, his voice steady, yet heavy with the weight of their shared history. “It’s an internal struggle of the Violer Obsidian Clan. Edric was simply unfortunate, born into a family of cold-blooded therians where survival was always going to be brutal.”

Emma absorbed his words, but her heart remained unconvinced. She felt an ache for Edric that ran deeper than mere sympathy.

**I’m Edric’s huntress. His problems are my problems. How could this not affect me?**

It was impossible to separate her from his struggles; they were intertwined like the roots of ancient trees.

Silas couldn’t help but smile at her fierce loyalty. “If Edric heard that, he’d probably start crying,” he said, a teasing lilt in his voice. “I’m genuinely envious of him. Maybe even a bit jealous. That you’d defend him like this, especially now—”

**That snake’s really lucky…**

Silas, with all his cleverness, had never dared to dream that Emma would stand up for Edric with such passion.

“I’m your huntress, and you’re both my suitors. If anything happens to either of you, of course, I’ll stand up for you.” Her voice was firm, a declaration that left no room for doubt.

What was she supposed to do? Sit idly by while another female swooped in to protect her suitors?

With a gentle touch, she brushed her fingers over Silas’ cheek. His skin felt like silk beneath her fingertips, smooth and flawless, a stark contrast to her own. How could someone possess such beauty?

Silas gazed at her, his expression unguarded, a gentle smile illuminating his features. His deep blue eyes sparkled with warmth and affection as he cupped her face. “Then, Ms. Tibarn… may I have a kiss?”

**Where did he even learn to say things like this? How could he be so effortlessly charming?**

Caught off guard yet exhilarated, Emma leaned in and pressed her lips against his, taking the initiative. His hand found its way to her waist, drawing her closer, their bodies melding together in a perfect fit.

Unlike the passionate intensity of the previous day, Silas was impossibly gentle now, as if she were made of glass, something precious that needed to be cherished. His lips brushed against hers repeatedly, each caress soft and lingering, coaxing her to surrender to the moment.

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