Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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Nyx quietly looked away. The taunt didn’t get the reaction she wanted, and Joanna got all huffy about it. The man next to her noticed something off and frowned, “What’s up?”

“Terry.” Joanna said, softening her tone and flashing a smile, “nothing much, just saw someone I can’t stand.”

She had plenty of people she didn’t like, and Terry gave a vague chuckle, “Alright, got it. What’s her name?”

Truth was, he wasn’t clueless–his little starlet had a nasty temper, always starting trouble, looking down on this one, sneering at that one. Her reputation was trash.

But he didn’t care who was right or wrong–he wasn’t some judge. As long as she stayed pretty and kept him happy, he’d back her up, let her strut around the industry like she owned it.

Joanna leaned into his shoulder, pleased as punch. “Terry, you’re so good to me.”

She pointed at Nyx. “That’s the one–Nyx. She stole the role I had my eye on!”

Someone nearby overheard, frowned, and looked like they wanted to say something but held back. Joanna didn’t care who heard–she had her sugar daddy right there, so she glared at them one by one.

Terry followed her finger and caught just a glimpse of a figure from behind. That graceful silhouette looked like a one–in–a- million beauty. Dressed in a plain white skirt, she had an extra touch of innocence.

Terry lingered on that back view a little too long, suddenly recalling the “world’s greatest beauty” role that got snatched–he started feeling a spark of interest.

Joanna didn’t notice, still whispering in his ear, “She’s basically done filming–just cut her scene today, that’s all.”

It wasn’t out of kindness that she didn’t want Nyx totally crushed–if she asked to chop all of Nyx’s parts, the director, writer, and editor would flip, and it’d get messy.

Just axing today’s scene would be easy enough and still kill Nyx’s big moment. In the other scenes, she’d been swinging around in that ugly bronze mask–no way she’d blow up from that once the show aired.

“Please, Terry?” she cooed, nudging him.

Terry nodded absently, not bothering to head for the director. After a few more rounds of her wheedling, he yanked his arm free, annoyed, “Enough!”

Seeing her teary, panicked eyes, he softened a bit and said, “Hold on a sec. Let her shoot it first, then get the director to cut it.”

Zachary was a professional–getting a scene perfect meant tons of retakes, and Nyx’s bit involved wirework, falling from a tower. It wouldn’t be a breeze,

Letting Nyx go through all that hassle, only to trash the footage later, would really twist the knife. Joanna thought it over, wiped her tears, and broke into a grin.

The crew had already set up the outdoor tower to look war–ravaged–charred beams, crumbling tiles hanging by a thread. When Nyx’s turn came, it was dusk, the setting sun bleeding red across the tower’s weathered bricks. Everything was ready, and the camera locked on Nyx.

The vermilion palace gates hung crooked and wide open, rare flowers trampled into the mud, screams and shout from every direction as servants grabbed gold, silver, jewels, and silks, fleeing with whatever they could carry.

oing

Nyx wore a lavish cloak, its hem dusted with dirt but still elegant, her hair neatly pinned, a floral mark glowing between her brows–she held onto the dignity of royalty.

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“Hurry, Princess! Get to the carriage!” a loyal guard urged, “The gates are breached–there’s no time!”

there, gazing into the distance, her eyes drifting from the grand hall to the concubines‘

useless. She had nowhere to go. Her kingdom had fallen, her people scattered, her home gone, her parents and

her hair ornaments jangling loose—a guard lunged to grab her robe, but she unfastened it, flung the cloak off, and

the tower’s peak, she stood in plain white. A troop of cavalry with the rebel king’s banners galloped through the streets, charging straight for the palace. From the tower, she

for their king would be

miles, five miles, one mile. Closing in. They could already make out her pale cheeks, her delicate skin–their eyes glued to that slender figure as she bent to adjust her skirt, then touched her hairpin.

waterfall–she yanked out the pin

plummeted

it, laughing and clapping, “Perfect!”

take, no need for a redo. Nyx had pulled off something even

ancient times,” he said, still buzzing, chasing after Nyx

off the busted fake blood pack, and gave

Maybe because I actually lived in the past for a few

caught

natural, even her fall from the tower flowed perfectly–no stiffness in her limbs or body. It

not get it, but most people there were industry pros–they knew how tough that was,

She clutched Terry’s

admiration and fascination he’d never shown her.

his wrinkled sleeve, “You’ve been with me this long.

sweet spot–he wanted her in his pocket, too. Keeping two lovers

her from now on, don’t make trouble for me, got it?” he warned,

not on his turf. He wasn’t about to

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chased the new and tossed the old–Nyx was younger, prettier. She

Nyx. Even if she swallowed it and stopped stirring the pot, if Nyx hooked up with

go after Nyx—Zachary

she got at auditions, during filming, Zachary seemed extra

her?” Terry snorted, “How much can they like her? She’s still just a no–name sidekick, isn’t she? Besides, who I sleep with isn’t

sure, but at best they were equals–no way he’d stick his neck

Nyx, why didn’t you say the director might protect her?” Terry sneered, shaking her off. A lover could have some schemes, but she’d better not play him

dare poke at her so boldly. Dragging out the director and writer now was

get lost–don’t ruin my plans.” With

gone out to watch her shoot, too, and now her already chatty mouth was in

walked in, and the whole room went

daddy Terry visiting had been everywhere. His face was no secret. Everyone even knew he was a big shareholder

of a sudden?‘ she thought. The makeup

faded, but she stayed put, expression blank. She hadn’t clashed with Joanna herself—if that girl wanted to

Nyx, right?” the man said, adjusting his tie and holding out a hand, “I’m Terry

take it. Terry pulled it back, not showing his irritation

bit–she’s got a temper, might’ve been rude to you. But I really admire

the right script, you could snag some awards, maybe even become a best actress,” he said, raising a

later, talk it over privately,” he added, handing

dead silent–everyone was

dropped–she hadn’t seen this coming at all. She’d thought he was there to hassle Nyx not hit on

the

anna,

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