Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 252

Before Casia could finish a particle beam struck his wrist. The searing pain left him speechless for a second before he let our a blood–curdling scream

Casia thought, My hand–my hand is ruined. Who the hell did this The Security Bureau can’t have gotten here this fast they also don’t have weapons this powerful and wouldn’t fire on sight

Trembling with fury and confusion, Casia turned toward the source of the shot–A group of males stood there

Each one held a weapon. They weren’t in uniform, but their chilling presence was unmistakable. They were professionals killers.

Every weapon was aimed at Casia

The moment Casia so much as twitched, another shot hit his left shoulder, sending him crashing to the floor in agony

Casta thought. “In broad daylight, how the hell did these people dare?

Casia wanted to curse, but he didn’t dare move or make a sound. One more hit, and he might not live through it

He lay there, pressing his car against the floor, listening as the males slowly approached. His heart pounded so hard he thought it would explode.

“Forgive us for allowing Your Highness to be startled. It was our failure, the royal guards said, kneeling on one knee as they formed a protective circle around Sera.

“It’s not your fault.” Sera replied, calmly straightening her slightly ruffled clothes.

She wasn’t scared. She had let herself get caught on purpose. It was a sting operation. She had noticed Casia a long time ago.

If she had simply had him arrested earlier, he would’ve only been detained for a few days. If she had fought back when he attacked, she could have overpowered him–but that wouldn’t have solved the real problem. At most, he’d get a few extra years in prison.

Now, it was over for good. Attempting to assassinate the Crown Princess was one of the Empire’s most serious crimes. Even if Casia wasn’t executed on the spot, he would be locked up for life.

Sera smiled, satisfied.

To the onlookers, her expression, her posture–it was just like her father’s. Even after a life–threatening situation, Sera remained poised and unshaken, regal and perfect, just like the new Emperor.

The mere chance to see the Crown Princess in person felt like a once–in–a–lifetime blessing for everyone there. Everyone except Casia, who stared blankly, his mind completely frozen.

decade in prison, toiling away in the mines, completely cut off

supposed to be His Highness, isn’t it? Did the royal family just have a

female cub. White hair and blue eyes–definitely the royal

looked like. It all made

to the moment his bad luck started–and all the times he’d suffered humiliation at

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that Nys. Casia felt his chest tighten, his vision darkened, and he passed out on the spot.

three whole days. The moment he woke up, he

rushed over inmediately, rubbing salt in the wound with a grin, “Oh, and by the way,

part–Casia’s entire family was

was the price of attempting to assassinate the Crown Princess.

and started wailing,

he would never have dared touch

distant gaze. “Rot in here until you die.”

was supposed to be a fun day for her got totally

wasn’t too bothered, though. She happily finished her little cake, and then went ahead and ate a whole big one

bunch of gifts and found another day to take her

past ten years, Earth still hadn’t fully integrated with interstellar civilization, but official trade had already begun.

Planet’s streets were packed with

came home with a full belly,

my younger brother never had food from outside before. That’s so sad! Let’s take him out to eat.” Early in the morning, the little

to indulge her little foodie. “How about after breakfast? Theon already made us breakfast. We can

paws. “For lunch, I want stir–fried food. For dinner, roast beef. And I want to drink cola.” She rattled off a whole

Mamba, Sera’s younger brother, just sat there looking completely lost. He had no idea what any of those things

was ridiculously easy to bully. He had a gentle and

see glimpses

He was born into a happy family, where he could just be mom’s boy. Even when they went out, he always coiled around Nyx’s wrist, sticking close to

she was thirsty. Slowly, he slithered down

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