Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 381

With those words, Erik stood frozen, his Achilles' heel struck.

It was true. He and Nyx had never held a formal wedding ceremony.

Now, he could hardly remember what he was thinking back then. All he remembered was that he hadn't wanted to get married, not truly viewing the woman the Voss family sent as his wife.

He had looked at her coldly, thinking that if she was part of some scheme with the Voss family, he would find a reason to dispose of her. If she was innocent, he would just let her go when the dust settled. But he never expected to fall so deeply in love with her.

Everything was beyond his control. His decision at that time had been wrong.

Bitter regret crept into his heart, spreading across Erik's brow.

On the other side, Emperor Aurelius seemed to have won the battle. A faint pleasure flickered across his usually stoic, handsome face. If he were in his beast form, his tail would probably be standing high, full of pride.

Aurelius had originally planned to move slowly, thick-skinned, and cling to Nyx without any title or recognition, slowly making his way into her life. But Nyx had figured out his identity.

In that urgent moment, she had called Aurelius by his name so naturally, as if they were the closest of couples.

Aurelius thought, 'She must like me!

Even the calmest and most composed person would find it difficult to keep their composure in such a situation.

From the moment Nyx uttered the name "Aurelius," it was as though Aurelius had fallen into a honey jar, savoring its sweetness repeatedly. His confidence swelled to unprecedented levels.

He could no longer tolerate it. He wanted a title. He thought the only person who could stand by Nyx's side with a rightful position was him.

Born into royalty, no one understood competition better than he did. He had never been someone to follow the virtue of patience and humility.

After dinner, Nyx reviewed the accounts again. Outside, the sky gradually darkened. Arlong bowed as he entered and lit candles around the room. "What time is it?"

"It's already midnight, Madam," Arlong answered quietly.

"So late.” Nyx stretched lazily, massaging her neck and tossing the account book aside. "Has Pale Wolf not returned yet?"

The matter regarding Banon had taken longer than expected, but that was normal. Nyx wasn't well-versed in suc so she hadn't been able to help much and hadn't disturbed her mates who were discussing the important matter eaten dinner alone.

bedtime, Pale Wolf still hadn't shown up, which

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e had

his leg injury had healed, Erik had been unusually clingy. Even during his recovery, he had secretly

thought, 'Could it be that the matter with Banon

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Chapter 381

a moment, Nyx instructed Arlong, "Go and find out when

a light on for him. She would wash up, read for a while,

moved swiftly, heading straight

men guarding the door had strange expressions, as though they wanted to say something but found it difficult to speak. Their eyes seemed to ask for

He knocked on the door twice and, receiving no response,

strong smell of

to believe that the man slumped drunkenly at the desk

wine jars, and it was impossible to count

bloodshot and clearly intoxicated, with an air

of wine, carelessly tossing aside the cup and pouring it directly into his mouth. His movements were unsteady, spilling half of the wine onto his

drinking." Arlong rushed forward to stop him, worried he

wine jar was taken from his hand, and Erik, annoyed, tried to shake him off, squinting to look at him. Fortunately, it seemed he could still recognize him, not mistaking him for an assassin,

his forehead and cautiously suggested, "It's getting late. Let me

had no choice

happened, the most important thing now was for Erik to rest with

found the perfect solution by mentioning Nyx, was startled to see Erik's eyes redden

her name.

do. He had never seen Erik in such a vulnerable

a tough and resilient general, the kind of man who didn't shed tears even when severely injured. When his

The madam hasn't argued with him, and everything seems fine

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it. He quietly stepped outside to

His Majesty left, the master's mood worsened. He locked

anything from within, and didn't dare to spy or guess whether there had been a disagreement between