Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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Chapter 378

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Nyx was seated there. She had a slender, graceful figure, dressed in silk robes made exclusively for the palace. Cold and silver threads intricately embroidered delicate patterns all over, adorned with colorful jewels that radiated wealth and elegance.

But no matter who looked at her, the first thing they'd notice was her vibrant, stunningly beautiful face, capturing all their attention, making them forget to notice her clothing.

Even though she appeared somewhat unwell, with signs of poor health and a slight pallor to her complexion, it only added to her allure. Instead of detracting from her beauty, it made her seem more delicate, evoking a sense of pity.

Banon considered himself quite the womanizer, with countless women in his royal residence, but at this moment, when their eyes locked, he was completely captivated. For a moment, he was lost in her beauty.

It wasn't until a small, snow-white kitten appeared from behind a mound of papers and looked down at him with cold, piercing blue eyes that Banon shuddered, snapping back to reality.

He thought, 'His Majesty? How was he here?"

The unexpected situation hit them hard, and the orange cat stared in shock, eyes wide open.

Given Aurelius's trust in Duke's Mansion, his appearance in Erik's study wasn't entirely strange. What was strange was that he had appeared in this beast form, and sitting at the desk in the master's seat was a young woman.

She casually scooped up the little white cat, cradling it in her arms and playfully teasing it, rubbing its head, pinching its cheeks, even petting its fluffy belly-both hands inside, and smiling as she complimented, “So warm.'

The little white cat, treated as a hand-warmer, showed no sign of reluctance. Its tail excitedly shot up in a straight line, and it let out a series of mewing sounds.

As a fellow beast form, Banon couldn't understand the cat's language-perhaps it didn't even have any meaningful words, just pure cooing and affection.

He stood frozen, his mind a mess. After several spins of thought, he couldn't make sense of the scene unfolding before him.

The dark hair on the little white cat's forehead was unmistakable. Earlier, when it had met his gaze, its entire being radiated imperial power. It was definitely Aurelius; he couldn't be mistaken.

But now, looking at this cat being casually handled by a woman, Banon couldn't, for the life of him, associate it with his royal nephew.

Not even an ordinary cat would be this docile.

Nyx raised her hand, and the little white cat immediately followed, retracting its claws and only using the soft pads to touch her skin. It clung to her arm, shaking its head, meowing and nuzzling her, appearing more like dough than a living creature, and even acting eagerly, displaying clear signs of affection.

Banon didn't have a term like "simp" in his vocabulary, so he couldn't find an appropriate description. He just felt that this scene was absurd beyond belief.

He thought, 'Is this really His Majesty? How could... how could he become a woman's plaything?"

Nyx casually glanced at the frozen orange cat, pausing her gaze on it for a moment. She quickly heard her mate's dissatisfied meows and hurriedly averted her eyes, skillfully calming the white cat. "Alright, I'll only look at you. Cotton Candy is the cutest little kitten.

"I've never seen this orange cat before. Where did it sneak in from?" She kissed the little cat's face while nonchalantly asking, "Do you know it?"

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be exposed, Banon

tail and let out an

Banon froze in disbelief before his body relaxed, suddenly feeling somewhat

His Majesty pretending to be an ordinary little cat in front

and he was almost

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he couldn't come up with any

so casually play with an

in the orange cat's eyes. It paced back and forth, sizing up the little white cat curled up in

woman's arms.

If you like a woman, just keep her close and shower her with affection. Why go this far and make a fool of yourself? It's like a slave cat

had grown exceptional. Not to mention, the little scheming cat was always transforming into beast form

had picked up the language long ago and had become fluent in it without anyone

little white cat switched its tone and meowed a few more times,

big orange cat like Dollar, she wasn't particularly warm to him. She coldly withdrew

stretching and retracting like a bamboo shoot, as if lost in a paradise of

felt a twinge of envy. No one

form was a secret, known only to a few trusted subordinates. And they were all hard, serious men-definitely not suitable for such

for the women in the royal mansion, whether they were favored

jealousy, irritated, and sat down, casting aside all thoughts of business. Instead, it began considering the possibility of disguising itself as an ordinary little cat when it returned to the

but the women in his mansion... whether they were enchanting beauties or elegantly aloof,

gently treating a slave

head, looking at Nyx, and for a moment, it felt as if she was surrounded by a warm glow. His heart itch and he took a few

with Aurelius, whether for power, the throne, the world, or the women he desired. He

took three quick steps toward Nyx's side, trying to meow and

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could look down, a white blur suddenly

had been invaded, revealed a fierce expression Swiftly leaping out of Nyx's embrace, he raised his paw and struck the audacious fool who

splattered onto the desk. Nyx was horrified

home, but it was always controlled.

composure and blurted out her mate's name before

eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that Aurelius had just exposed his identity to a woman who

thought. How did Nyx know my identity? When did she find out? Did Erik

fell to the ground, his fluffy body stained with blood. His ears and tail drooped

gently scooping him up and checking from his

relief.

pressing her cheek against his and scolding him playfully by flicking her finger

now, that her affection and intimacy hadn't vanished just because she knew his identity. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed,

didn't feel like a punishment; it felt like a reward. He didn't

but couldn't find the right words.