SILVER'S POV
"Alright, we need to focus on why we're here," Zoah said.
"Yeah, tell that to Silver. She's still upset that we refused to document this," Natasha replied.
"I'm not upset. I never was," I denied.
Natasha snorted. "Has anyone ever told you that you're a terrible liar?"
"You just did," I muttered.
"Yeah, whatever."
I frowned. "Wasn't that supposed to be my line?"
Zoah pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alright, I'm done with this childish behavior.
Can you both act like ladies for once?"
A grin spread across Natasha's face.
"I guess I'm not the only one capable of frustrating him."
"He actually looks kind of cute when he's frustrated," I whispered.
"You do realize I can hear you, right?" Zoah said calmly.
I froze.
The old Zoah would never have let that comment slide so easily. The Dragon God I had first met was cold, distant, and utterly impossible to read. But somewhere along the way, something had changed.
Or perhaps he had changed.
And strangely enough... I liked this version of him.
After everything we had survived together, every battle, every betrayal, every brush with death, it was impossible not to.
"We both annoyed him," Natasha declared proudly.
"Hah. Speak for yourself. You're the one who annoyed him."
"Zoah, tell her the truth. We both did."
I immediately turned to him, silently begging him to disagree.
His lips twitched.
"Maybe you didn't frustrate me."
A victorious grin spread across my face.
I stuck my tongue out at Natasha.
"I win."
"Not so fast, Pumpkin."
My smile faltered.
"You just frustrated me now."
Natasha burst into laughter and jumped triumphantly.
"I knew it! I win!"
Zoah shook his head, a rare chuckle escaping him.
"I can't believe I'm on a mission with babies."
The world seemed to stop.
Natasha's eyes widened.
"Oh my God... did Zoah just laugh?"
I stared at him in shock.
"Wait... is this the first time we've actually seen him laugh?"
"Just pretend you didn't," he replied. "It might never happen again."
"One time is enough for me," Natasha said dramatically.
I folded my arms.
"At least you said might. Which means there's still hope."
Before I could say anything else, Zoah suddenly stepped closer.
My breath caught.
Then he did something I never would have imagined.
Something I would have called impossible if anyone had told me beforehand.
He reached out and gently pressed a kiss against my cheek.
The world went silent.
"Why is someone so naughty?" he murmured before pulling away.
I stood frozen.
Unable to breathe.
Unable to think.
Unable to process what had just happened.
Was this really Zoah?
The Dragon God?
The same man who once kept the entire world at arm's length?
The man who rarely smiled.
Who never laughed.
Who never allowed anyone close enough to touch his heart.
And yet...
This Zoah held my hand when I needed comfort.
Protected me without hesitation.
Called me ridiculous nicknames.
Looked at me as though I mattered.
And now...
He had kissed my cheek.
My heart thundered violently against my ribs.
Butterflies erupted in my stomach.
I could still feel the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin.
A thousand words crowded my throat.
A thousand emotions battled within me.
I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me.
How much he had changed my life.
How every day spent beside him felt like a gift I never expected to receive.
But when I opened my mouth, no words came out.
So I remained silent.
And prayed he couldn't hear the chaos raging inside my heart.
This was dangerous.
Terribly dangerous.
Why had he kissed my cheek?
The question echoed relentlessly through my mind.
Was it possible?
Was it possible that Zoah was actually in love with me?
My heart trembled at the thought.
He had to feel something.
Why else would he kiss me and not Natasha?
Why else would he ask me on a date and not her?
Why else would he reach for my hand whenever the darkness threatened to swallow me whole?
No matter how hard I tried to deny it, the signs were there.
And that terrified me.
Because Zoah wasn't just a man.
He was a god.
A Dragon God.
And I was nothing more than a human girl caught in a world far beyond her understanding.
Could something like this ever work?
Could a human and a god truly belong together?
Or was I simply setting myself up for heartbreak?
My chest tightened.
What would happen when he finally obtained the herbs he was searching for?
Would he leave Earth?
Would he return to the realm where he truly belonged?
A realm of gods, dragons, and immortals.
A realm where someone like me could never fit in.
He had invited me there once.
The memory made my heart ache.
At the time, it had sounded almost romantic.
Now it felt impossible.
I couldn't abandon Earth.
Could I?
What about my life?
What about Violet?
The thought of her sent a chill down my spine.
Zoah might care about me...
But what if he cared about her too?
What if what existed between them was deeper than I realized?
And if Violet ever discovered the feelings growing between us...
Would she destroy me?
I knew exactly what Lucifer was capable of.
Cruelty ran through his veins like poison.
And daughters often inherited more than just their father's appearance.
What if Violet was just as ruthless?
Just as merciless?
A shiver crawled down my spine.
And then another question surfaced.
One far more terrifying than the rest.
If Zoah truly had feelings for both of us...
Who would he choose?
Me?
Or Violet?
And what would happen to the woman left behind?
The thought alone felt like a nightmare waiting to happen.
Gods.
Demons.
Prophecies.
Enemies lurking in every shadow.
My life had become a battlefield.
And somehow, amidst all that chaos, I had fallen hopelessly in love with the most dangerous man in existence.
A Dragon God.
A being who belonged to a world I could never truly understand.
A man I probably should have feared.
Instead, I loved him.
With every stubborn beat of my heart.
It was complicated.
Painfully complicated.
A love forbidden by fate itself.
I closed my eyes and released a shaky breath.
If I possessed the power to travel through time, perhaps I would go back and stop myself from falling for him.
But deep down, I knew the truth.
Even if I turned back time a thousand times...
Even if fate gave me countless chances to choose differently...
I would still fall for Zoah.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Because the moment I met him, my fate had already been sealed.
No.
The only way to stop myself from loving Zoah would have been to never meet him at all.
And that was impossible now.
Far too late.
So all I could do was wonder.
Hope.
Pray.
That somehow, against all odds...
Against gods, demons, destiny, and every force determined to keep us apart...
Our love would stand a chance.