Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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The reply came fast, like he’d been anxiously waiting (sorry Works crazy may–I’m not home, sis I coulddict hand them over myself)

Nyx glanced at the neighbor’s door, not calling out his excuse.

Nyx: [Okay]

Nyx: [Next time, maybe try a different shop?]

This time, it took ages for a reply: (You don’t like them?]

Through the screen, Nyx could almost hear his heart crack. She snapped a pic of the bouquet and sent its I love them they’re gorgeous. But they might give me the wrong idea.]

Nyx: [Lancet, you’re not interested in me, are you?]

The flowers weren’t loud–soft, gentle tones–but every type screamed love, practically overflowing with it. Without saying it was just a congrats gift, anyone would think it was a confession.

Seafarion panicked: [No way. I’ve got a girlfriend.]

He clutched his phone, kicking himself. Lancet had zilch to do with it. He’d wrapped the bouquet himself. He knew he shouldn’t have, but he couldn’t help it.

After a long pause, the screen lit up again.

Nyx: [Oops, my bad! Sorry, Lancet!]

Like she was embarrassed, she switched gears: [Oh, I think I saw Seafarion at the audition today.]

Before the male could perk up, she added: [I didn’t even glance at him, but Zachary still asked what we were to each other.]

Nyx: [I swore I don’t know him!]

Nyx: [Don’t worry, Lancet! I’m sticking to the confidentiality deal!]

Nyx: [Little bunny salute emoji]

Seafarion was speechless. His mood became unstable. He knew it was his fault but couldn’t help resenting Lancet a bit.

‘Why do I have to push that stupid confidentiality deal? Without it, would Nyx treat me differently?‘ he wondered.

Too late now–he swallowed his pride and typed stiffly: [Good.]

Feeling it was too cold, he added: [Rest up–you’re still growing.]

Seeing that, Nyx nearly snorted out loud.

Nyx: [I’m an adult, Lancet.]

It was barely past nine–not bedtime yet. Wide awake, she wanted to chat with her partner more.

Nyx: [Seafarion bailed me out at the audition today. I’m grateful.]

Nyx: [To return the favor, I know a bit about leg massages. Could I help him out?]

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night they’d opened up, though, she’d seen his legs herself–normat, nes fish rail. It was a cave nerve. The chat went silent:

pajamas, auf grabbed her phone again to lighten the mood. If he wasn’t ready to talk, she

in, a new message popped up. Seafarion sent a long paragraph and some meifical reports.

felt like knives, pain shooting up his legs. As a kid, he couldn’t learn

stumbling up, crashing down in agony, and frowned hard. She loved teasing him as her “little mermaid,” but she didn’t

suggested: [How about

[I’ve got special massage tricks!]

docs couldn’t fix this weird condition–an amateur had no chance. Seafarion knew that but couldn’t resist the

it, he caved:

her pajamas, grabbed some essential

couch. Lancet, the supposed homeowner, was sweaty and breathless, clearly rushed

greeted them both politely, rolled up her sleeves,

He’d just got here–now

needs privacy?” he asked, eyeing Nyx doubtfully.

straight–faced and cool. “Secret technique–not

mouth to argue, but Seafarion

weird lonely vibe hitting

weary silhouette, vowing to win his girlfriend back tomorrow and beg Seafarion for paid leave.

door clicked shut. Alone in the big house, Seafarion’s nerves doubled.

over, sat beside him, bringing a faint sweet scent. Smelling her, memories sparked. His face burned, and he

at the hem, her hand shifted

“Your

snug–can’t roll them up,” Nyx said, looking up, eyes clear and innocent. “Can I take them of

fabric couldn’t stay. She needed to rub

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like he’d been burned. He sat rigid–no help, no fight–letting Nyx do whatever. His condition just stopped him

they were toned, stronger

half–baked nonsense, but she knew some pressure points and techniques–decent enough,

felt normal or pain hit him harder, she pressed gently, testing.

business titan who ruled boardrooms

torture. He held still a

Nyx

big deal,

she help? She couldn’t help with that,‘ he

dare think deeper, shaking his head hard, face red, fighting every urge. Already screwed up once–he couldn’t

her face all business, dropping the matter. Her earlier ask felt like a tease. She

toyed with, brain a mess, eyes full of her. Awake, he barely held it together. Dreaming, he couldn’t steer where it went.

the sweet dream faded, leaving shame and a gut punch of loss. Seafarion pressed a hand to

time, he sent

Ready to ditch the disguise?‘

over. She didn’t accept–she messaged “Lancet” instead:

massage mess something up

freaked

[No issues. He just