Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Not winning the sandwich was already bad enough for the clerk but what followed was even worse. Of all the supervisors to get caught by, it just had to be Felix.

Everyone froze up, like chickens that had their throats grabbed. The murmurs in the office came to a dead stop. They couldn’t even look Felix in the eye, stammering out half–hearted apologies for slacking off during work hours.

To their surprise, Felix didn’t seem angry at all. He simply said in a deadpan tone, “Don’t let it happen again.”

It wasn’t until his oppressive presence was completely gone from the room that they all let out a sigh of relief. Shoulders slumped, they exchanged bewildered looks and thought, ‘Do we really just get away with it? No reprimand, no formal apology? Is that really Felix?‘

Back at his office, Felix glanced down at the Intelligent Brain screen, where the words [Sorry, you did not win] flashed.

In the stillness of the office, after a long pause, a soft sigh escaped him. He realized he’d probably lost his mind.

Not only had he, like those reckless young officers, been watching Nyx’s live stream at work, but he’d also felt disappointed.

Felix could rarely sense such an obvious emotion. The more he thought of it, the more ridiculous he felt.

This was such a trivial thing, and yet, here he was, feeling emotions he couldn’t quite wrap his head around. He asked himself, ‘Why am I even affected by something so insignificant?”

Shaking his head, Felix grabbed a file from his desk. He wouldn’t think about Nyx anymore. He wouldn’t give it another second of his attention.

But just as he was about to focus on the paperwork, the Intelligent Brain pinged him with a new notification: [Nyx has sent you a friend request.]

Felix sat up straighter in his chair, his reflexes kicking in. He almost accepted the friend request in an instant.

“He stared at the chat interface for a long while. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but no message came from Nyx. After a moment, he typed the first thing that came to mind:

[Good morning, Ms. Voss.]”

It was just being polite. On this planet, males should always initiate greetings with females.

Nyx was still in the middle of trying to figure out how to message an elder. She had rewritten and deleted her text multiple times. Seeing Felix’s message, she was so shocked. She quickly typed back: [You can just call me by my name, or Nykie works too.]

She thought calling her “Ms. Voss” sounded too formal. She couldn’t bring herself to accept such a formal title.

Felix replied almost immediately: [Alright, Nykie.]

Though Felix felt it was a little too familiar for someone they’d just met, since Nyx had offered the option, he decided to go along with it.

you some of the breakfast we made. Are

the galaxy, sending things didn’t require an address. As long as they knew the recipient, the

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the location and deliver

Military Headquarters Building. You can send there. Thanks,

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school days, they wouldn’t even let students bring breakfast

Theon and I made together. Hope you like them.] She attached a little bunny bowing emoji as a

9 AM, the atmosphere at the Military Headquarters Building was serious, with everyone

out a nutrient drink and chugged it down, grumbling. “This brand’s drinks are getting worse every

order some takeout?” came a quiet suggestion from the

too many strict rules at the Military Command, and even

just replied, “Forget it. What if Felix sees

work, so his subordinates had to keep

clerk added, “I really wanted a sandwich, but I

watched Nyx’s livestream too?” asked

her since the Jade Garden incident. I really

Nyx immediately caught the attention of a

“Don’t even get me started. We were sneaking in a little live stream during work, and Felix caught us! Lucky for us, he didn’t make a big deal out

about the awkward encounter, they heard a colleague’s warning cough,

figure appeared, walking past them as he headed for the building’s exit. The room

surprise, he appeared to be carrying something. He signed for a package, cradled it in his arms, and took it back to his office with

the nerve to look closely at what Felix was

it and shouted,

one in the room could have mistaken what they

box were the same plump sandwiches

murmurs. No one in the office dared

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“Marshal Lane watched the live stream

won the prize?” another

box in both hands, Fel

it for

He carefully washed his

taking a

slowly, savoring each bite

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