Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 422

Nyx: [Why’d you have me add your personal account all of a sudden, Lancet?]

The reply came fast, like he’d rehearsed it: [This is my life account–separate from work. We’re neighbors now, so you can hit me up on whichever you want.]

Nyx chuckled, typing quick: [Sweet–guess that makes you my friend now, Lancet.)

In the quiet room, the phone screen’s faint glow lit up Seafarion’s face. He stared at Nyx’s words, reading them over and over. When she sent a little bunny–peeking–out emoji, he couldn’t help tapping to save it.

Nyx: [Actually, I’ve got a question for you, Lancet–not sure if it’s cool to ask.]

The joy washed away fast–Seafarion’s heart clenched, like a fist squeezed it tight.

“What question?‘ he thought, ‘Is it something I couldn’t answer easily–probably personal. Is she really into Lancet?‘

Before he could spiral too far, Nyx’s message hit: [Sorry, I couldn’t control myself last night. Didn’t see Seafarion today, so I’m kinda worried–did I hurt him?]

In a flash, Seafarion lit up–his pale skin went red from his ears down his neck, spreading fast.

Nyx lounged on the sofa, feet up, watching the “typing” bubble flicker on and off for five or six minutes–no message yet. Her stomach hurt from holding in laughs.

After ages, a short one came: [No.]

Two seconds later, he added: [You? Are you hurt?]

Seeing Nyx say she was fine too, Seafarion let out a long breath, but the blush wouldn’t fade.

He’d never thought he was some horny creep, but last night kept looping in his head–he couldn’t stop replaying it, hooked like an addict.

He touched his burning cheek, took a deep breath, and set the phone down to cool off. The screen flashed–Nyx sent a video. He couldn’t tell what it was from the thumbnail. Seafarion’s shaky hands fought it, but he caved and hit play.

“Did you set up my place, Lancet?” Nyx’s soft, playful voice came through. She held the phone, filming the house with the back camera–living room to every corner.

She sounded happy, like she was smiling. “I love it–thanks, Lancet.”

Two short lines, and Seafarion’s mood rode her voice like a rollercoaster–wild swings. He’d done the place up–her liking it was the best news. But hearing her thank Lancet so sweetly soured his chest.

The video hit the master bedroom–camera flipped to front–facing. Seafarion wasn’t ready–bam, her stunning face filled the screen, heart pounding like drums.

“How’s this dress?” Nyx pulled the camera back, spinning half a circle to show off her strappy sundress. “Cute, right? Bought it ages ago–never wore it ‘til now.”

The skirt flared out in layers, making her look like a flower fairy. Seafarion couldn’t peel his eyes off–felt split in two. H his brain screamed ‘cute, the other half drowned in jealousy.

‘Why’d she doll up and send this to Lancet, asking if he liked it?‘ he thought.

He clenched his lips, shut off the video–wanted to chuck the phone across the room, like that’d ditch all his messy feelings

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too. But Nyx kept pinging him–asking about the dress.

He couldn’t ghost her–gripped the phone tight and typed honest: [Cute]

Nyx [Think Seafarion would like it?)

couldn’t believe

(Why ask that?]

[‘Cause I want him

with

[But he doesn’t seem to like me–won’t see me, doesn’t

I crossed a line yesterday–not on purpose, though.]

[Sad bunny emoji]

crashed to lows again. Seafarion stared at that crying bunny sprawled on the floor–his chest

[Don’t be

one who rudely crossed you. He’s

I like her?‘ Seafarion

to quit while ahead. Next morning, she checked her phone and saw Seafarion sent something at

not a good

Bedroom curtains kept it dim.

he was wallowing in self–pity again. They

what, he was her guy–she wouldn’t ditch him, just tease him a little. Nyx rolled out of bed, ignored the message, slipped on slippers, and

late plowing through scripts–missed her alarm, slept ‘til ten–thirty. Besides that one message from

**

[Morning,

[Did any scripts or roles from yesterday

you like? Got any

a visit from Lancet, who

like Nyx could have whatever she wanted–custom scripts, top actors to co–star wi didn’t want to act, singing, dancing, or doing variety shows were

‘f she

push her to the top with everything they had. If she wanted to chill,

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type of relationship, but Seafarion and Nyx still blew her mind. The way he spoiled her, she

be better for Nyx to take it

feelings changed like the wind–she shouldn’t count on that.

and probably couldn’t see

advice rarely worked, so Marilyn didn’t bother. She just braced herself to roll with Nyx’s antics. At ten–thirty. though, she suddenly got

yesterday, Marilyn, and I’m leaning toward this novel

role doesn’t feel right for me. The shadow guard’s more interesting–I want

[So, when’s the

one before and don’t know the process. Hope you can teach me,

to audition–not just messing around. Those roles were hers for the picking. With enough cash, she could

compete.

waved it

in the industry–an unspoken rule everyone accepted–but she didn’t see the point. In this world, her main gig was landing her partner and passing the test. Everything else was

with a bit more admiration for Nyx. She picked up the script Nyx

roles, she had to factor in Nyx being

she’s stunning–great character too,” Marilyn explained gently. “And you wouldn’t

grit, and it’d be perfect. Marilyn

time,” Nyx said, rubbing her nose sheepishly. “She’s the world’s most

vain, but she knew she was pretty. Still, beauty was subjective, and while she was sure her partners saw her as the world’s finest, others might not.

the princess’s tragic hairpin suicide after her kingdom fell was noble and poetic, but Nyx would probably stab the enemy with it instead.

with a half–laugh, half–sigh. A face that could charm the richest guy around wasn’t your average pretty.

tried nudging Nyx again. “The shadow guard’s masked–no spotlight for your

know, it’s

nes.”

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