My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 13

My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 13

I asked Silas about the root of his affection for me one quiet evening later.

“What drew you to me in the first place?”

“We attended the same Havenbrook Academy,” he told me softly.

I frowned in disbelief. I would’ve remembered a man as striking as him from school.

Then I realized he was five years my senior—we’d crossed paths back in elementary grades.

Silas nodded in confirmation.

“I was in sixth grade. I lost control of my prehensile serpent appendage one afternoon, my tail slipping out in full view in the botanical nook on school grounds.

I hid in the garden terrified someone would discover my secret, and you wandered right into my hiding spot anyway.”

The memory clicked into place instantly.

I recalled the tall upper-grade boy I’d stumbled across in the school garden all those years ago, a long scaled tail hidden beneath his uniform jacket that I’d mistaken for a detailed cosplay prop.

I’d spoken to him without a hint of fear back then, sincere and admiring.

“Your tail design is absolutely gorgeous.”

He’d stared at me in complete shock, hope flickering across his face.

“Really?”

I’d nodded hard, silently thinking his face was even more beautiful than the fake tail I’d thought he wore.

His joy faded fast, worry replacing it.

“Aren’t you scared of it?”

I shook my head repeatedly, begging to touch the scaled appendage.

He’d let me run my fingers along its surface, and I’d realized the tail was entirely real—he was a serpent shifter from the hidden ancient kin race written about in old legends.

Silas pulled me into his arms and filled in the gaps I’d forgotten entirely.

“You covered for me when other students wandered over that day, walked me all the way to the school front gates to avoid suspicion.

You told everyone we were putting on a school play called The Serpent Lord & The Lady Squire, I was the featured lead actor with the costume tail.

That was the first time anyone accepted my shifter form without fear or disgust.

I fell for you that same afternoon, five years younger than me.

I’ve spent all these years wanting to be more than a pretend character in your small school play. I want to be the permanent lead in every chapter of your life.”

Floating overlay commentary flooded the room with giddy lines.

[Serpent shifter romances are always built around unconditional acceptance! I didn’t realize their bond stretched back to elementary school.]

[This love story’s sweeter than any sugar rush media trope I’ve ever seen.]

My chest ached with warm emotion listening to his confession.

I suddenly remembered his full control over his serpent appendage, begging him to shift into a half-human half-serpent form for me to see.

We spent the rest of the night tangled together, lost in each other.

The holographic overlays filled with complaints once the scene faded to black.

[Why does the screen cut off right as the good parts start?]

[We paid full premium subscription fees for detailed scenes!]

[Silas’s stamina is unmatched among all shifter leads.]

Every second of that night felt utterly extraordinary, unlike anything I’d ever experienced with another person.

When dawn finally broke and the chaos calmed down, Silas leaned down to whisper against my skin, smug and playful.

Did you enjoy that?

I shook my head, and he pulled me back into his embrace all over again, slow and unhurried this time.