My Human (Kane and Tessa) novel Chapter 136

Tessa’s POV

The bathroom tiles were still warm beneath my feet as I stepped out, towel in hand, my hair damp and curling slightly at the ends

I felt fresher though, like the layers of Russia’s bitter cold had finally been scrubbed off my skin…

I caught my reflection the mirror on the way out and paused.

The denim shorts I wo moved.

were snug but comfortable, sitting just above mid–thigh, and the white tee I’d chosen was light and airy, fluttering slightly an i

It wasn’t just practical for the heat outside- it was something that felt normal. Something girls wore back home.

Not blood–stained clothes. Not the oversized sweaters I’d once used to disappear in at the compound…

Kane looked up from where he sat on the edge of the bed, eyes scanning me with a warmth that always made my stomach flutter. He was barefoot now, in lightweight grey shorts and a fitted short sleeve top, the kind of casual comfort that still somehow made him look like a walking danger sign.

“Well,” I said, lifting a hand to fan my shirt away from my skin slightly. “This feels weird.”

He raised a brow. “Weird?”

I stepped further into the room. “Being dressed like it’s summer vacation… when a few hours ago, we were freezing in Russia.

Kane let out a low chuckle and stood, reaching for my hand as he walked toward me. “Yeah. Bit of a shift. Can’t lie, though- I prefer this version of you. Less frostbite. More legs.”

I gave him a light swat on the arm, laughing as he pulled me in and kissed my forehead. “Come on,” he murmured. “They’re putting out food. Rico said

something about a meal downstairs.”

We made our way down the wide staircase, our hands still loosely linked, and as soon as we reached the bottom, the faint pulse of music filtered in through the open doors leading to the garden.

Whatever I had expected… it wasn’t this.

The back garden was like something out of a luxury resort magazine/Twinkling lights hung in criss–crossing patterns between the palm trees.

Lush greenery surrounded a long buffet–style table overflowing with platters of grilled meats, vibrant fruits, baked breads, and cold pasta salads glistening under the golden evening sun.

A bar had been set up near the edge of the garden, where two men in matching shirts worked swiftly with blenders and bottles, pouring colorful frozen cocktails into wide–rimmed glasses.

I blinked. “This is… a party?”

Kane paused beside me. “I think it’s just how they do dinner.”

“I feel underdressed for this.”

“You look perfect,” he said simply, eyes scanning the crowd.

Laughter and conversation filled the air, music thumping softly under it all. It was a jarring contrast to the cold precision of Russ

Then I saw him…

Across the lawn, standing tall beside the outdoor bar, was Rico- cigar still in hand, shirt unbuttoned slightly to reveal the gold chain at his throat, and a striking woman on his arm.

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Fiora smiled, her lips painted a soft coral shade that made her look even more sun–kissed. “Per shkove sets and em Alpha Kane and his mate. Tessa.”

I nodded. *I am. This all looks… incredible.”

“Wait until you taste it,” she grinned.

Kane chuckled as he took a sip of the frozen cocktail as did 1, and they weren’t kidding

It was delicious!

Rico turned serious for a brief moment, voice lowering as he leaned towards Kane. “We met at a human center. Fiors and me. The place has gotten adres since then. Policies. Restrictions. They treat humans like paperwork nowadays.” He spat.

Kane nodded, his jaw tensing slightly. “It’s the same back home. I plan to strip the whole thing down once the council is out. Make something more humane again.”

Rico raised his glass to that. “You’ve got my support. Burn it down. Start fresh.*

As the two of them sank deeper into conversation, Fiora’s eyes met mine again. “Come,” she said gently. “Let’s get some food before the men eat it al

Kane hesitated, clearly reluctant to let me wander off, and I felt the warmth of his hand tighten around mine for a second. Rico noticed and grinned

“I remember those early days,” he said with a wink. “Eyes on them like a hawk. Couldn’t let Fiora out of my damn sight.”

Fiora rolled her eyes. “And you still don’t, Rico.”

“I just know what’s mine,” he said, puffing on his cigar.

Kane relaxed a little and gave me a small nod. “Stay close.” He warned.

“I know,” I said softly, giving his hand one last squeeze before following Fiora across the garden.

She led me with confidence, but as we reached the buffet line and began stacking our plates, I noticed something in her voice…

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