Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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“Word is a big–shot investor’s here today. Even our Cosmic Entertainment execs are kissing up–I dunno his deal,” the girl whispered.

Messing up in front of a VIP was a nightmare. One sour word from him could tank their careers. Nyx knew she meant well and nodded thanks.

Seeing Nyx stay put, still flipping through her script with no sign of changing her sign–up, the girl opened her mouth, then shut it, dropping the subject.

‘Maybe she’s just here for kicks–not serious about auditioning. Probably wants attention, she thought. With looks like that, playing the crowd worked better for her. If she got lucky, the big shots might notice and toss her a role.

The group exchanged glances, mood shifting. The way they looked at Nyx lost some warmth. The chatty vibe cooled off.

Nyx sensed the misunderstanding but hesitated, not bothering to explain. She kept skimming her script to kill time. Soon, auditioners got split by role for the first round.

Too many people–each step cut folks out. Just intros weeded out half based on vibe and looks. The rest faced basic line and acting tests, with even steeper cuts.

Nyx had no training, all instinct. She figured she’d tank round two, just there for the ride, but somehow bluffed her way through.

The girl from earlier popped over, genuinely impressed. “Your acting’s awesome!”

“Thanks,” Nyx said, rubbing her nose awkwardly, unsure if it was praise or shade. The girl’s earnest eyes confirmed it was real.

‘Am I actually good at this? Maybe it’s from playing dress–up with my kitty,‘ she thought.

After two rounds, the crowd thinned. Only four, including Nyx, were left for the shadow guard’s final audition.

Stepping into the room, Nyx’s stride hitched as she spotted the figure in the main seat. Wig, colored contacts, hat, mask—all the sneaky bits. But she knew Seafarion instantly. She’d know him even as ashes.

So it turned out he was the mystery big–shot investor. After a quick glance, Nyx looked away, acting like she didn’t know him, and sat toward the back of the waiting area. A hot gaze trailed her like a shadow.

She casually looked around, zoned out, watched others perform, listened to the director–anything but meeting his eyes. Seafarion pressed his lips together, feeling a pang of disappointment.

When they called Nyx’s name, she stood and walked to the center. His heart started racing again. Zachary, next to the main seat, noticed Seafarion’s shift and gave Nyx an extra look.

That look lit him up. Perfect looks, young but poised–ideal for the fallen princess. Before she even started, he was 80% sold

his on casting her there. Picking up her resume,

froze.

gaze

“Nyx?” Zachary took a deep breath, softening his tone to not spook her. “You read the script?”

She nodded, and he got more puzzled. “You’re auditioning for the shadow guard?”

said sternly. “I’m picky–it’s not just wirework or dance

it off, not buying it. Fudging resumes was standard–watching one online class could count as “trained.” Nyx was probably that

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try another role–something more your fit. You’ve seen the script; you know which one. Coming

gaped. Even the daydreamers snapped to, staring at Nyx. Used to the

audition,” a clear voice

bigwig opened his mouth

a sea of gazes, Seafarion only felt hers. He sat up straighter instinctively.

memorized it in a minute, grabbed

sank, eyelid twitching nervously. She had pulled the toughest fight scene.

Be careful,” he couldn’t help saying.

him grief from the

Zachary barely blinked before she leaped high, light as a feather, drawing her sword midair. With a flick,

weaving a silver net. The prop sword–thin, unsharpened–whistled through the air in her hands. No

her intensity. Then she froze, staggering

even jumped up to catch

chest with one hand, gripping her sword tight with the other, her gaze sharp and icy

hung slightly open. He hadn’t

breath to comment, the novel’s

keyboard, inspiration exploding as he mumbled incoherently. No one caught much, just that he wanted to beef up Nyx’s

scenes.

He glanced at the top boss–Seafarion

performance, the other three contenders bailed. They knew they couldn’t match that–they’d just

hands, apologizing for missing Nyx’s talent. Thinking back to her bold claim that

a kid?” she asked, mimicking Nyx’s wrist flick, awed by those

Just jumping, nothing crazy, but it felt like flying. For a seco believed

grilling, Nyx’s gaze drifted.

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some flashy moves in ancient times for fitness.

her teacher’s name. Too late for her to catch up

contacts, typing her name–Jenny Thomas–into

vibe and didn’t mind making a friend. Plans shifted, though. As she left, the production team held her back. asking her to stay late. The writer wanted her for inspiration on new

of the auditioners fit. Not that they weren’t pretty–some were too old, others too intense. None matched Zachary’s vision. After seeing Nyx, who fit head–to–toe, everyone else fell

have much screen time–one scene and done.” Zachary pitched. “The shadow guard’s masked anyway -you could do

gleaming. “I’m