Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Erik didn't like cats, especially the cats that Nyx praised with such a smile.

Jealousy spread in Erik's heart as he jumped up from his bed and couldn't help but bitterly say, "You like cats? Didn't you say you liked Pale Wolf?"

"Yeah," Nyx replied without any guilt, "I like them all. I love fluffy little animals, and I think little snakes and fish are cute too."

Even when her other mates weren't around, she still knew how to play her part, her tone full of gentleness.

"You sure like a lot of things," Erik said, his jealousy growing stronger. "And they're so specific."

He couldn't help but start to wonder if Nyx had other little pets-cats, dogs, snakes, fish-besides him, Pale Wolf.

The usually oblivious Erik finally became a little sharp, but quickly managed to talk himself out of it. He thought, 'If she has pets, then let her have them. It doesn't matter; they are useless anyway. I am the rightful mate. I am the one who belongs by Nyx's side.'

"If you like that cat so much, then have someone catch it and keep it with you," Erik said, trying to act magnanimous. "Don't worry; the Duke's Mansion can afford a cat. We can even send more maids to take care of it, so you won't have to trouble yourself."

Even though he didn't like cats, if Nyx liked it, he could tolerate it.

"No need." Nyx waved her hand. "It has an owner; it's not a stray."

She could easily see through Erik trying to be tough. Sure enough, the moment she declined, she saw him secretly relax.

"Well, then, in a few days, I'll get you a little wolf," Erik said, pressing his lips together and adding, "A grey one."

If she really wanted a pet, then a little Pale Wolf would do. Since he and Nyx probably couldn't have children, they could treat the little Pale Wolf like their child.

"Okay," Nyx said, smiling as she nodded in agreement, then wrapped her arms around her mate's neck and kissed him.

It had been many days since they had been intimate. The young male was like a fire, igniting quickly and burning intensely.

For a moment, he forgot about his leg injury, being led by the woman he loved. A look of intoxication slowly appeared in his

eyes.

Outside the room, Arlong, realizing what was happening, instinctively blocked his ears and moved further away.

The night was filled with calls for water several times.

The maids in the courtyard, though busy, had joyful expressions on their faces.

They didn't know when Erik had returned, but Nyx had regained his favor.

They thought this was wonderful. They couldn't wait to see who would dare not to respect Nyx anymore.

The whole courtyard was filled with a happy vibe, and Erik, embracing his beloved, felt that the pain in his leg had lessened significantly.

Meanwhile, in the Palace, Aurelius was unable to sleep all night. He held the intelligence his subordinates had gathered, his expression unreadable.

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It was different from what he had imagined.

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The reports made it clear that Erik and his wife seemed to be deeply in love, inseparable, always together day and night. On the day of their marriage, Erik had shown little interest in her-he hadn't even appeared at the wedding ceremony.

But on their third day back from the wedding, he had accompanied his wife to the Voss family, stood by her side, and took action against the Voss family because they had mistreated his wife.

As for Erik's recent neglect, it seemed to have a reason.

It wasn't because he was tired of her; it was because Erik was recovering from his leg injury and didn't want his wife to see him in such a horrible state, so he stayed in the study, avoiding her.

Aurelius closed his eyes and threw the confidential letter aside, letting out a heavy, frustrated sigh.

He thought, "That makes sense. It is only natural for anyone to like Nyx. It would be strange not to like her. But Erik loves Nyx, and they are a legitimate couple. Where does that leave me?'

Aurelius, growing increasingly agitated, paced back and forth, unable to contain his frustration. He shifted into his beast form, sharpening his claws again and again.

He thought, 'No. No matter what, I won't give up. I just arrived too late; it's not necessarily over. Everyone has their own strengths.'

Aron, standing nearby, watched as Aurelius's expression shifted again and again, eventually morphing into a cat-like figure. He sharpened his claws and swished his tail, clearly not happy.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late," Aron said with a worried tone. "You should rest..."

He should have advised Aurelius not to leave the palace today.

Now it was too late. Not only had Aurelius become infatuated with a married woman, but his regular routine was also starting to fall apart. At this rate, it was unclear whether he would neglect his duties altogether.

Nyx was like the legendary disaster-bringer, a beauty who caused chaos. Logically, Aron thought he should despise Nyx, but after just a brief encounter and a few words exchanged, he found her gentle and generous, her eyes clear and pure, with nothing about her that matched the idea of a seductress.

Ultimately, it was the emperor who fell for her, not her fault.

"The Voss family seems to have two more daughters, both still unmarried," Aron carefully said. "Though they aren't from the same mother as Nyx, they do share the same father, so they must resemble her somewhat. Should Your Majesty summon them to the palace to serve you?"

Before he could finish, he met Aurelius's cold, piercing gaze and instinctively fell silent.

"I don't want to hear such foolishness again," Aurelius said, sitting straight, his forehead marked with the royal symbol, radiating authority. "It's one thing for me

to hear it, but if she hears it, don't blame me for not considering our past connection."

He thought Nyx was unique-there was no substitute for her.

ng with Joyce.

The two daughters of the Voss family had bullied Nyx for years, and now that the Voss family had fallen, Rohan would surely be executed. As for the two daughters, they would be reduced to the status of criminals' daughters According to the law, they should be enslaved.

Aurelius remembered that those people hadn't been dealt with yet, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

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He thought, 'Should I give them to the Duke's Mansion as a gift and let Nyx take

her revenge?'

On second thought, he felt that was not the right move.

Nyx was too soft-hearted. She was too kind to her maids, even giving them food she had personally cooked.

Even if he sent those three women to the Duke's Mansion as slaves, Nyx would probably never give them the punishment they deserved.

"How about giving Joyce and her two daughters to Banon?" Aurelius asked as he stood up and slowly walked toward Aron.

Banon's harem was complex, not an easy place to survive in.

Since these three loved to fight for favor, bully others, and scheme, it would be the perfect place for them.

Besides, they were already aligned with Banon, so they would likely fit in quickly.

As for if they would still be able to bully others, Aurelius didn't care.

Or perhaps they'd end up on their knees, finally experiencing what it felt like to be the one bullied.

If by some chance they managed to survive, that would be fine.

Once he finished settling things with Banon, he could deal with them again-he would never leave any threat to Nyx.

After years in a high position, Aurelius finally understood the true power he held. Sitting in this seat, he could remove anyone who harmed Nyx, ensuring she would never have to bear the pain of her past life.

From now on, she would be free and unburdened.

Suddenly, Aron broke into a cold sweat and knelt down. "I spoke out of turn."

After serving for so many years, he understood Aurelius's intentions clearly. Aurelius valued Nyx deeply. Nyx was the only one for him.

"By the way, I remember there's a secret formula in the palace, you add it to the water when bathing, and it makes the fur soft and fluffy?" The little white cat suddenly swished its tail and turned away, changing the subject and breaking the

tense

vibe.

Aron, realizing he was let off the hook, sighed in relief, "Yes, there is. Would you like to use it?"

"Yes, have someone prepare the water. I want to bathe," Aurelius said eagerly. "From today on, I'll use that secret formula every day."

Just like women made themselves beautiful for the ones they love, little kittens

were the same.

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The sun broke through the clouds, and the weather was clear.

Erik had been gathering strength for days and seemed tireless.

Nyx had brought trouble upon herself and had to keep up with him for most of the

night. She was so tired in the morning that she couldn't get out of bed.

Outside the window, the sound of a mewing cat could be heard.

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It was familiar. No ordinary kitten could make such a delicate sound. Only her little

cat had this talent.

A few maids whispered nearby.

"Little white cat... is that the one from yesterday?"

"Oh my, it's really back again?"

"It remembers the madam."

"Should we take it away? Don't want to disturb the madam's rest."

"The madam must be exhausted after last night..."

As they discussed, the mewing gradually changed in tone, as if the cat felt deeply

wronged.

Nyx sighed helplessly and rubbed her aching forehead. She propped herself up

with her tired body, opened the window, and scooped Cotton Candy up from

where it was sitting. Closing the window, she lay back down, cradling it in her

arms.

"Don't move; let me use your belly as a pillow," she buried her face into the little cat's fluffy fur and sighed contentedly.

She thought, 'It's best to stay in this beast form for now and not reveal his true identity, so that I can pretend to be silly for a little longer.'

She could barely satisfy Pale Wolf in bed and nearly lost her life doing so. If she

had to take care of a jealous little cat as well, Nyx couldn't even imagine how miserable it would be-she might not even be able to cry.

With his belly exposed, Aurelius stiffened shyly, curling up his four paws and not

daring to move.

Compared to yesterday, his fur looked carefully groomed today, fluffy like a ball of

white clouds. Nyx took a deep breath and smelled a faint, pleasant fragrance on him-like flowers and herbs.

She smiled knowingly and curved her lips slightly. "Washed so clean and white, and even delivered yourself to me. You must want me to kiss you, right?"

As she spoke, she suddenly flipped over and sat up, her drowsiness completely gone. Smiling, she pinned down the soft little kitten, her hands roaming as she kissed and petted him nonstop.

Aurelius had never realized how sensitive his entire body was. Just a casual stroke from Nyx's hands sent shivers cascading through him. Stimulated, his tail shot up as he twisted and rolled in Nyx's arms, pawing gently

at her arm. His movements were so light that not even a hint of his claws came

out.

Rather than resisting, it seemed much more like a deliberate game of hard-to-

get.

Nyx accepted it without hesitation, laughing as she grabbed his soft little paw

pads with both hands, kneading them gently.

It wasn't until the maids came in carrying her washing items that she finally let go

of the little Cotton Candy. She casually tidied up her messy hair by smoothing it with her fingers.

Without the strands of hair in the way, the ambiguous marks on her collarbone were instantly exposed for all to see.

Aurelius froze. In his mind, the maids' earlier whispers played back again. They had said that Nyx seemed exhausted from last night and should rest more. [ Although Aurelius the young emperor had no personal experience with sex, he wasn't clueless. It didn't take much imagination to figure out what had happened.

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Last night, Erik had come back.

Even though he already knew from intelligence reports that their relationship as husband and wife was quite good and that they had consummated their marriage long ago, seeing it with his own eyes stirred an overwhelming jealousy in

Aurelius's

heart.

Tears pooled in the blue eyes of the little white cat, blurring his vision as he let out a pitiful sniffle.

"It... it's crying..." One of the maids noticed the sound and turned to look, her face

full of shock. "Madam, is it sick? Should we call a doctor to take a look at it?"

They thought, 'If it isn't sick, why on earth would a perfectly fine cat be shedding tears? Could it have something to be sad about?'

The maids were on high alert, fearing that this mysterious cat might pass some illness to their frail mistress.

"He's not sick. He's perfectly fine," Nyx hurriedly clarified, cradling Cotton Candynoveldrama

in her arms as she gently stroked him, coaxing him and wiping away the small pearly tears that threatened to fall.

She glanced down at herself, quickly guessing why he was upset. With a sigh, she instructed the maids, "Bring me a more modest outfit." This jealous little kitten must have gotten so mad that he lost his head. But since their reunion wasn't official yet, she couldn't treat him like before and

make everything fair for him. All she could do was cover herself up properly and avoid letting the marks show again, sparing him further unnecessary distress. When the clothes were handed over, Nyx didn't bother avoiding the little white cat. She calmly and decisively removed her thin nightgown right in front of him. Instantly, Aurelius forgot all about his sadness. Embarrassed, he turned his head away sharply, burying his fluffy face and not daring to look around.

Nyx didn't know he was actually a man, so he couldn't take advantage of this

situation.

As for her taking liberties with him, kissing and petting him, he didn't particularly

mind.

After dressing, Nyx lazily lounged back on the bed, unwilling to get up. She instructed the maids to place her breakfast on the nearby table, within arm's

reach. Then, picking up the little kitten, she asked, "Have you had breakfast yet?" Aurelius almost shook his head but stopped himself just in time.

Cats weren't supposed to understand human speech. He raised a paw to scratch

his face, meowing casually to cover up.

Nyx couldn't help but laugh, but she didn't expose him. Stroking his soft little

tummy, she remarked, "Looks like you haven't eaten yet."

The Palace wasn't far from the Duke's Mansion, but he had rushed over early in the morning. He probably hadn't had the time or the mood to eat properly. "Skipping meals isn't good for your health," she gently scolded before picking up a small bowl and scooping out some oatmeal. "Here, join me for breakfast." Because Enzo the head steward had lost his temper yesterday, punishing many in the kitchen-even his own nephew hadn't been spared, and Erik had returned last night and stayed with her, Nyx's meals today weren't lacking in any way. Over a dozen dishes filled the table.

She accurately picked out Aurelius's favorites, cooling them carefully before

feeding him patiently.

The little white cat quickly forgot his earlier unhappiness, obediently sitting in her

lap.

Fle lightly patted Nyx's leg with his paw, urging her to eat too instead of just

focusing on feeding him.

Once she was fall, he could eat whatever was left.

"Alright" Nyx replied indulgently, picking up her bowl and crossing her legs into a

more comfortable position.

She hadn't gotten out of bed, so she wasn't wearing socks or shoes. Her bare,

pale ankles were clearly visible, faint red marks etched upon them.

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The little white cat quickly forgot his earlier unhappiness, obediently sitting in her

lap.

He lightly patted Nyx's leg with his paw, urging her to eat too instead of just

focusing on feeding him.

Once she was full, he could eat whatever was left.

"Alright," Nyx replied indulgently, picking up her bowl and crossing her legs into a

more comfortable position

She hadn't gotten out of bed, so she wasn't wearing socks or shoes. Her bare,

pale ankles were clearly visible, faint red marks etched upon them.