Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Carrying Nyx back home, Zayne was still chewing over how to answer her question.

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As soon as they stepped inside, Zayne was caught off guard by the sight of Theon standing there by the door, looking like he was being punished for something. Zayne thought, ‘Why didn’t he be locked up by the officers?”

Zayne’s eyes narrowed, a sarcastic edge creeping into his voice as he looked at Nyx and said, “You’re looking for that lion? Well, you’ve got one right in front of you.”

Nyx’s first reaction was that Zayne sounded weird, like he was jealous. But then it hit her like a ton of bricks. In her head, she screamed. That out–of–control lion is Theon?!”

Her anger flared up faster than she could stop it. Without thinking, she grabbed the wolf’s car and asked, “So you two were lying to me about this whole thing?”

They’d told her Theon had a mission back at the base and wouldn’t be home.

Zayne’s wolf ears were sensitive, and he flinched hard at the unexpected yank, his body shuddering. “Sorry about that…”

Nyx didn’t even know why she’d done it, but seeing his reaction, she immediately let go, her face flushing as she stammered, “I–I don’t like being lied to.”

The wolf made a short, almost apologetic sound, as if to confirm he wouldn’t pull that stunt again.

Meanwhile, the sight of Nyx riding on the giant snow wolf stabbed at Theon’s nerves.

Usually, when a male went out of control, they got picked up and locked down by the Supervision Office. But Theon’s Loss of Control Index had dropped to 70, so they didn’t restrict his freedom but allowed him to go home.

He’d been panicked, worried about the possibility that during his lost control phase, he might have hurt Nyx or done something unspeakable. That thought had driven him to run all the way back here.

However, when he returned home, the house was empty, and he’d stood there waiting, completely frozen for hours. His mind had been too clouded with anxiety to think straight.

If only he’d checked his Intelligent Brain, he would’ve seen a trending video on StarNet showing Nyx soothing a rogue black mamba on the street and realized it was all a misunderstanding. He’d know he hadn’t done anything wrong to her.

But he hadn’t even glanced at his Intelligent Brain.

his shoulders slumped, and asked in a tight and hoarse voice,

guard by his

Theon had always struck her as the epitome of confidence and strength. She’d never

for lying to me? But that wasn’t exactly a huge deal, and I can understand it,‘ thought

of the lion had always been tied to Theor. Suddenly, she felt a surge

about to leave, the snow wolf tugged at

attention back.

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were fixed on her, clearly not planning to let her go alone. He knew he couldn’t keep her all to himself, so he tried to snatch up whatever he

moment before opening her arms and pulling the big wolf into

might’ve felt shy. But with

the embrace, his eyes closing in contentment to soak up her warmth. After a long moment, he finally loosened

and Theon made their way up to

Nyx opened it just a crack,

eyes–it was the same clingy lion she knew. For a second, Nyx remembered all the carefree moments she’d shared with the lion–rolling around and playing together. Nyx was filled with warmth, and her lips twitched into a smile. Then it hit her

memories kept flashing through her mind–the images of her rolling around with him, touching him, kissing him… But now, all those scenes were replaced by Theon’s face. Nyx shuddered, her body stiffening with the weight of it.

more she thought, the more she wanted

averted her gaze and started looking everywhere

done something to her, so she was avoiding him.

him was probably already a thing of the past, maybe even gone so far down

he

a person’s clothes in a flash, no longer forcing

been around for thousands of years. But to Nyx, who came from Earth, it was a whole new world. She gawked in surprise as Theon transformed into

quickly, she saw something even more shocking–Theon

in a smooth, deliberate motion, the sound of his knee

hurt himself somehow, and rushed to catch him.

his muscular arms, and no matter how hard she tried,

an apologized tone, “I’m sorry. Please…. punish me however you

fit.