Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 379

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"Quick, someone!" If the first call was casual, the second one from Nyx was clearly urgent and serious, as if danger was near.

Outside, hurried footsteps echoed as the patrolling guards rushed to the scene. Hearing the approaching noise, Banon froze, as if struck by lightning.

He suddenly realized that his actions had been sneaky and underhanded. If the Duke's Mansion people caught him, not only would it be hard to escape, but he would also lose all face.

The orange cat, who had just suffered a defeat, could no longer think about revenge. Covered in wounds, he quickly turned and fled, moving as fast as he could.

His speed was so fast that Nyx didn't react in time, but the little white cat, with sharp eyes, shot forward like an arrow, landing from above and stepping firmly on the orange cat's tail.

"Yowl!" Banon cried out in pain, losing all dignity.

As the guards entered at Nyx's call, they were greeted with the sight of the white cat, who had the domineering dark hair symbol on his forehead.

He stood tall, full of authority, his fur shiny and healthy, almost glowing, no longer resembling a mere beast, but the king of all animals. The orange cat, who had been subdued beneath him, appeared much rounder and bulkier in comparison, but cowered like a mouse.

The scene left everyone stunned for a moment, but after the initial awe, confusion and doubt followed.

The fully armored guards, with swords strapped to their sides, vigilantly scanned their surroundings. They found nothing unusual in the study and looked at Nyx in confusion.

They thought, 'Did the lady call us here to handle these two cats fighting?'

When they heard Nyx's urgent call, they thought someone had infiltrated with spies or assassins, disturbing Nyx in the study. They had prepared themselves for a fierce battle, only to be confronted with this.

The contrast was so great that the leader of the guards couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, letting out a breath of relief. It wasn't a big deal after all. Better this than a real crisis.

Everyone in the mansion knew that Nyx was the one closest to Nyx's heart. She was treated as delicately as if she were a fragile treasure. Nothing was more important than ensuring her safety and peace.

While the animal fightings weren't something to be alarmed about, the cats with sharp claws and wild tempers could indeed be dangerous.

A few guards cautiously approached and reached out to separate the fighting cats, to prevent them from accidentally harming Nyx in the heat of their struggle.

"Wait," Nyx spoke just as they moved, "The white one is mine."

faster than the guards, and gently scooped up the fluffy Cotton Candy. Aurelius, whose aura nad been as fierce as

guess what he

trying to act cute and win her over, hoping she'd forget the ferocity he'd displayed earlier during their fight. He likely also had the intention to assert his dominance, declaring to everyone present-and to the orange cat-that

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she thought, as

intimate interaction between the two, no one doubted their master-pet relationship. Some of the bolder yards even dared to flatter, "As expected of the

"Yes,"

the lady as its

have thought a cat could be so smart and

expression vacant, his head tilted back as if he had

now, everything that had happened felt like the most absurd and

a pet to a subject's wife? he thought. No matter how much he despised and belittled this younger brother of his, he never imagined such

guards' attentive and respectful behavior towards

neglected by her husband... She is clearly an evil cloaked in human skin. Aurelius and Erik have both been enchanted by her. Even 1, a man who has slept with countless women, have

thought about it, the more he was convinced of this. Cold sweat broke out over his body as his mind raced, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at

his mind, didn't care. She turned

authority, escorted the orange cat, ensuring it had

held by the scruff of his neck, gave up on struggling. He closed his

clinking of

help but worry,

plans were especially restless. They thought, Why hasn't the prince returned yet? Is the discussion

the prince had the

couldn't sit still any longer and glanced at Erik. He sat composed in his seat, calmly serving himself if

loud footsteps were heard from

Irink, as

Draped in a magnificent robe and exuding brilliance, her presence alone made it clear she was someone

he saw her, Erik's usually calm and composed expression finally cracked. He stood up

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you doing here?" He grabbed her hand, anxiety clear in his voice.

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