Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 311

Outside the cave, Nyx was surrounded by the crowd.

It was about time. She crouched down, ready to start teaching, when she spotted a familiar figure approaching. She stood up and waved. "Zayne."

Hearing that the shaman was back, everyone instinctively stepped aside, clearing a wide path for him. Nyx stood on her tiptoes to help him remove the basket, noticing it wasn't full and had plenty of space left. "Why are you back so early?” She thought something was wrong with the basket and inspected it carefully. Zayne shook his head, holding the basket with one hand and wrapping the other around her waist in a protective gesture. The basket worked better than he had imagined. He had rushed back because he was worried about Nyx and Beau handling such a large crowd alone.

Seeing the two of them embracing, everyone was stunned. The noisy scene fell silent, and no one spoke. The pure-hearted shaman appeared calm but was secretly tense, his ears turning red.

Nyx was the most relaxed. She naturally leaned into her mate's embrace, handing him the bamboo and bone knife to handle while she explained the steps verbally.

Beau roamed around, answering questions.

The three of them worked together, quickly teaching the first step of basket weaving. People practiced splitting bamboo with the stalks they had brought.

"Tilt your wrist slightly." Nyx noticed a male nearby and approached to offer a gentle reminder.

He was doing well, but the bamboo was uneven, thicker on one side. Following her advice, he adjusted his grip and successfully split the bamboo into even halves.

“It worked!” The male excitedly pumped his fist, then looked up and saw Nyx up close, his expression turning dazed.

He had arrived late and had only glimpsed Nyx from a distance, not seeing her clearly. Now, faced with her beauty and her gentle reminder, his heart raced uncontrollably.

loudly. The male snapped out of it, embarrassed, and lowered

he stammered. "I'm Moria." He was the

nor did she know his

feeling a sense of loss. Suddenly, he heard familiar laughter. He looked up and saw Lila hiding in a tree.

heard his call and turned to see a tabby cat hiding in the tree. It was chubby and

startled, losing its footing and tumbling down with a yowl. Without

bottom. The feel of it was nice,

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laugh. Under his sister's death glare, he stifled his laughter, covering his mouth, his stomach aching from holding it

but had sneaked over and ended up in

cat she was holding was Lila, who had taunted her just yesterday. She expertly cradled the cat, using both

Lila couldn't help but arch her back, exposing her belly, and let out an

and the chieftain were speechless. Everyone stared in shock, utterly stunned. In the tribe,

the only one among his children whose beast form wasn't a wolf. Like her mother, she was a cat-a domineering and

was cold and untouchable. No one could even get close to her. Yet now, she was purring

believing his eyes. He began

held back but finally couldn't resist, grabbing Nyx's wrist and pulling her hand

the cat was wild or