Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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Nyx was seated there. She had a slender, graceful figure, dressed in silk robes made exclusively for the palace. Cold and silver threads intricately embroidered delicate patterns all over, adorned with colorful jewels that radiated wealth and elegance.

But no matter who looked at her, the first thing they'd notice was her vibrant, stunningly beautiful face, capturing all their attention, making them forget to notice her clothing.

Even though she appeared somewhat unwell, with signs of poor health and a slight pallor to her complexion, it only added to her allure. Instead of detracting from her beauty, it made her seem more delicate, evoking a sense of pity.

Banon considered himself quite the womanizer, with countless women in his royal residence, but at this moment, when their eyes locked, he was completely captivated. For a moment, he was lost in her beauty.

It wasn't until a small, snow-white kitten appeared from behind a mound of papers and looked down at him with cold, piercing blue eyes that Banon shuddered, snapping back to reality.

He thought, 'His Majesty? How was he here?"

The unexpected situation hit them hard, and the orange cat stared in shock, eyes wide open.

Given Aurelius's trust in Duke's Mansion, his appearance in Erik's study wasn't entirely strange. What was strange was that he had appeared in this beast form, and sitting at the desk in the master's seat was a young woman.

She casually scooped up the little white cat, cradling it in her arms and playfully teasing it, rubbing its head, pinching its cheeks, even petting its fluffy belly-both hands inside, and smiling as she complimented, “So warm.'

The little white cat, treated as a hand-warmer, showed no sign of reluctance. Its tail excitedly shot up in a straight line, and it let out a series of mewing sounds.

As a fellow beast form, Banon couldn't understand the cat's language-perhaps it didn't even have any meaningful words, just pure cooing and affection.

He stood frozen, his mind a mess. After several spins of thought, he couldn't make sense of the scene unfolding before him.

The dark hair on the little white cat's forehead was unmistakable. Earlier, when it had met his gaze, its entire being radiated imperial power. It was definitely Aurelius; he couldn't be mistaken.

But now, looking at this cat being casually handled by a woman, Banon couldn't, for the life of him, associate it with his royal nephew.

Not even an ordinary cat would be this docile.

Nyx raised her hand, and the little white cat immediately followed, retracting its claws and only using the soft pads to touch her skin. It clung to her arm, shaking its head, meowing and nuzzling her, appearing more like dough than a living creature, and even acting eagerly, displaying clear signs of affection.

Banon didn't have a term like "simp" in his vocabulary, so he couldn't find an appropriate description. He just felt that this scene was absurd beyond belief.

He thought, 'Is this really His Majesty? How could... how could he become a woman's plaything?"

Nyx casually glanced at the frozen orange cat, pausing her gaze on it for a moment. She quickly heard her mate's dissatisfied meows and hurriedly averted her eyes, skillfully calming the white cat. "Alright, I'll only look at you. Cotton Candy is the cutest little kitten.

"I've never seen this orange cat before. Where did it sneak in from?" She kissed the little cat's face while nonchalantly asking, "Do you know it?"

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With his identity about to be exposed, Banon tensed up, his fur nearly standing on end.

The little white cat flicked its tail and let out an annoyed meow.

Hearing the meow, Banon froze in disbelief before his body relaxed, suddenly feeling somewhat absurdly amused.

He thought, 'Is His Majesty pretending to be an ordinary little cat in front of this woman?'

He replayed everything he had just witnessed, and he was almost 80% sure of his conclusion.

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If that wasn't the case, he couldn't come up with any other reason to explain why

a woman could be so unafraid and so casually play with an emperor as if he were in her palm.

A mocking look flashed in the orange cat's eyes. It paced back and forth, sizing up the little white cat curled up in the

woman's arms.

Banon thought, 'How pathetic. If you like a woman, just keep her close and shower her with affection. Why go this far and make a fool of yourself? It's like a slave cat meowing for attention-can she even understand it?'

Nyx actually could understand it. After living together for many years, their mutual understanding had grown exceptional. Not to mention, the little scheming cat was always transforming into beast form to vie for affection, throwing tantrums and speaking in cat language.

Nyx had picked up the language long ago and had become fluent in it without anyone teaching her.

As the little white cat switched its tone and meowed a few more times, a knowing glint appeared in Nyx's eyes. She realized the orange cat was Banon.

Since Banon was an enemy, even if he was a big orange cat like Dollar, she wasn't particularly warm to him. She coldly withdrew her gaze and slowly resumed stroking her mate's warm, smooth fur, scratching his chin.

The little white cat purred contentedly, its paws stretching and retracting like a bamboo shoot, as if lost in a paradise of -pleasure.

Though he didn't want to admit it, Banon felt a twinge of envy. No one had ever treated him like that; it looked quite pleasant.

Beast form was a secret, known only to a few trusted subordinates. And they were all hard, serious men-definitely not suitable for such behavior.

As for the women in the royal mansion, whether they were favored or not, none of them were within his circle of trust.

The orange cat trembled with jealousy, irritated, and sat down, casting aside all thoughts of business. Instead, it began considering the possibility of disguising itself as an ordinary little cat when it returned to the mansion, just like Aurelius.

Pretending to be a cat wasn't difficult, but the women in his mansion... whether they were enchanting beauties or elegantly aloof, he had raised them like a pack of ambitious and venomous women.

He couldn't imagine them gently treating a slave cat.

He raised his head, looking at Nyx, and for a moment, it felt as if she was surrounded by a warm glow. His heart itch and he took a few steps closer.

Such a beautiful woman should be his-she should be by his side. Besides, he loved competing with Aurelius, whether for power, the throne, the world, or the women he desired. He would take everything Aurelius had and make it his own.

Driven by jealousy and ambition, the orange cat took three quick steps toward Nyx's side, trying to meow and reach out

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with its paws to tug at her skirt

Before Nyx could look down, a white blur suddenly dropped down from above.

Aurelius, whose domain had been invaded, revealed a fierce expression Swiftly leaping out of Nyx's embrace, he raised his paw and struck the audacious fool who dared to cover his beloved.

With a terrifying sound, blood splattered onto the desk. Nyx was horrified and quickly stood up. Aurelio...

Her males often sparred and fought at home, but it was always controlled. This time, however, was different.

In her haste, she lost her composure and blurted out her mate's name before thinking

Instantly, both cats froze mid-fight. Banon's eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that Aurelius had just exposed his identity to a woman who hadn't even entered the palace.

The little white cat was no less shocked than Banon was, flustered and stumbling. He thought. How did Nyx know my identity? When did she find out? Did Erik tell her? Would she blame me for hiding it from her?

In his panic, Aurelius stumbled and fell to the ground, his fluffy body stained with blood. His ears and tail drooped weakly. looking pitiful and sad.

Nyx's heart nearly leapt to her throat. She couldn't care about anything else and rushed over, gently scooping him up and checking from his head to the tip of his tail. She found no injuries, only blood from others, and finally breathed a sigh of

relief.

"You scared me!" She hugged him in relief, pressing her cheek against his and scolding him playfully by flicking her finger on his nose, as a punishment for his reckless fighting.

"Nyx." Aurelius realized, only now, that her affection and intimacy hadn't vanished just because she knew his identity. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed, his heart racing with excitement.

Being flicked on the nose didn't feel like a punishment; it felt like a reward. He didn't feel any pain, only a slight itch in his bones.

He opened his mouth, wanting to apologize or show affection, but couldn't find the right words. He could only nuzzle her hand, purring.

Mid-fight, Banon lost his focus, staring at the sight of his opponent happily nestled in the soft, fragrant embrace of Nyx, the two of them so intimate.

Meanwhile, his body was covered in torn flesh, his nails broken. He sat helplessly

on the cold ground, every inch of him aching, with a growing sense of confusion

and helplessness.

He thought, 'How did this happen?'

The orange cat lay there, dazed for a moment, before slowly coming to his

senses. He copied the white cat's earlier weak posture, lying down and exposing his disheveled fur and bloodied wounds.

He thought it was he who was hurt. He was the one who was truly pitiful and in need of love and care.

As a fellow beast form, he didn't think Aurelius had any more advantages than he

did.

Perhaps their earlier acquaintance and the fact that Aurelius held the throne were advantages, but considering how brutally he had just been beaten, without a word of warning, this woman, with her gentle and kind nature, must have disliked what he did.

Banon weakly called, trying to draw Nyx's attention to him.noveldrama

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Nyx looked down and frowned at the orange cat, who was covered in injuries.

The air grew still as both cats' gazes followed her, watching her every move, every frown, every glance.

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Seeing Nyx's displeased frown, Aurelius moved his paw slightly, his fist tightening.

He ground his teeth in frustration, cursing himself for not acting faster or more fiercely, for not teaching this guy a better lesson. He thought, 'How dare he try to seduce Nyx right in front of me?"

Banon's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

He gathered what little strength he had left and slowly moved toward Nyx.

Though it was humiliating and painful, as long as he could steal Nyx away from Aurelius, he would have won.

"Someone!" Nyx suddenly called out.

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