Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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The throat was a vulnerable spot, one most people guarded carefully, rarely letting anyone near. But Aurelius showed no trace of tension–his eyes were drenched with a lovesick haze, letting Nyx knead his neck however she pleased, like he was worshipping her, leaving his life in her hands.

Nyx’s heartbeat skipped out of rhythm. All this over dyeing her nails. She had never noticed he had a thing for her hands before.

After all these years together, she was still uncovering new quirks about her partner. Nyx couldn’t help but get curious too, letting him take her hand and explore further. That exploration dragged on for quite a while.

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At dinner, the maids brought in the meal and, unsurprisingly, saw Nyx lounging lazily while Aurelius diligently served her.

Usually, she’d at least pick up her own fork, but today, he fed her every bite. Probably because she was downright exhausted. After all, she’d called for water several times that afternoon.

Nyx didn’t feel like moving a muscle. She was worn out–her hands especially, wrists aching from overexertion.

Pale Wolf had dropped by that morning, and then she’d spent the afternoon with Cotton Candy. She wasn’t made of iron; offering up her hands was her half–hearted attempt at slacking off.

“Nyx.” Aurelius said after dinner, sidling up to her once the maids were gone. He rubbed her hands, kissing her ear as he suggested, “How about I dye your toenails sometime too?”

Nyx went quiet for a long moment before she couldn’t help herself and gave him a light kick.

She was wrong. This little pervert of a cat didn’t just have a thing for her hands–he was shamelessly obsessed with every inch of her, head to toe.

That not–too–gentle kick felt less like punishment and more like a reward to the hot–blooded man–he didn’t feel pain, just an itch in his heart.

Nyx glanced down at him, quickly scooted away, and didn’t dare stay close. Just then, Arlong showed up with a report–there was movement from the jailed official.

Aurelius had no choice but to reluctantly throw on his outer robe and head off to deal with state affairs, using work to cool himself down.

The next day, Nyx slept in late, feeling refreshed, then took the now–grown Pale Wolf–Grayball–for a few laps around the garden. She came back with a light sweat glistening on her skin.

While bathing behind a screen, she suddenly heard the maids outside greeting someone. “General”

strode in with big steps, rounding the screen and

firm, leaving no room for negotiation, and Erik’s face flashed with unmasked

you?” he asked, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he

he drooped like a sad puppy,

exasperated but soft–hearted, and waved him over. The general

over.

ended up being for nothing But Nyx was used to it by now and took

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legs, then casually brought up his rival’s whereabouts. “That official nearly got killed in jail yesterday. They caught the assassin and grilled him all night, but he didn’t talk. The official, though–he spilled

out he used to be a retainer for Prince Banon. Been under his thumb all along. This time, it was Prince Banon who ordered him to push Aurelius to take

Banon?” Nyx frowned. “What’s he

since that banquet when she’d caught and detained him in beast form, Banon’s faction had taken a huge hit- practically crippled, with no strength left to

he’d kept his head down, probably knowing he had no shot, and lived

she’d almost forgotten he existed. Erik wasn’t quite sure what Banon was up

bit, it didn’t seem like he’d get much out of it–more likely, he’d just piss Aurelius off and get nothing

Banon had suddenly lost his mind. Chatting idly, Nyx’s voice grew softer and fuzzier until she dozed off in her partner’s warm embrace. When she woke

groggily, so out of it she couldn’t tell what time it was. She reached left and

around her waist at the same time, pinning her so

voice came out of

sounded soft and gentle, but it made Nyx tense up instinctively. She

and Erik’s tone turned serious. “You’ve been asleep

from her jumpy state, her little face flushing.

to cover her embarrassment, nudged Erik to light a lamp, then turned to Aurelius.

back?”

too early–around ten,” Aurelius said, running his fingers through her long hair and tying it into a loose bun. His gaze landed on the red marks along

still asking curiously, “So what’d you

push the Emperor to take consorts wasn’t a big crime–or even a crime at all, technically. But forming a

manipulate that