Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Zayne quickly walked over and took the bundle of grass from Nyx's hands.

He frowned, looking down at Nyx's feet. Seeing that she wasn't barefoot but wearing something woven from grass, his expression softened.noveldrama

“Did you make this yourself?” His eyes showed admiration.

"Yes, I wove these shoes, Nyx smiled, "What do you think? Not bad, right?"

When she smiled, Zayne felt an itch in his heart and hands, finding her proud, smiling face incredibly adorable. He wanted to pinch her cheeks.

"Not bad," he swallowed.

He had actually asked someone to make her a pair of protective footwear from animal hide, but before he could give it to her, she had already come up with her own solution. It seemed she was a very clever little rabbit, not at all foolish.

Lila's gaze followed their conversation to Nyx's shoes, and her eyes lit up.

How were these made?' she wondered. The intricate patterns and weaving structure were beyond her comprehension. She couldn't help but open her mouth, looking utterly amazed.

Coming back to her senses, she realized that this was something Nyx had made from what she had called “useless grass." Feeling both embarrassed and angry, she turned her head, pretending not to care. This wasn't the main point anyway.

"Shaman, is it true that Nyx slept with you last night?" She steered the conversation to what she really wanted to know. Her question was a direct hit.

Zayne was shocked by the question and his face turned bright red. He remained silent for a long time, his eyes darting to Nyx, hesitating several times before finally muttering, "Why did you tell her?"

Though his tone was helpless, there was no blame in it, only indulgence.

Nyx felt wronged. "I didn't say anything." She turned her head, her gaze falling on the real culprit.

Beau shrunk back, admitting, “I-I was the one who said it.”

'Is that not allowed?' he thought. It probably wasn't something that should be spread around. 'Will Master hit me?'

He gloomily turned to Lila. If Lila hadn't said that Master had kicked Nyx out, he wouldn't have argued with her about it.

Without needing to confront her, Lila's heart was already shattered. With just one sentence, Zayne had naturally placed her in the category of an outsider, while Nyx was clearly someone he considered close, part of his inner circle. The contrast was painful.

None of the previous rejections had hurt her as much as this. Covering her face, she cried and ran away. The air grew quiet.

Zayne frowned, looking at Nyx. "What did she say to you?"

He hadn't even noticed earlier that it was Lila. No doubt, she wouldn't have said anything nice to Nyx. "Nothing." Nyx wasn't angry and waved it off.

She wanted to move on, but Zayne wasn't willing to let it go. Unable to get an answer from her, he turned to the other party involved. Beau didn't hold back and spilled everything.

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The sun was setting. Before the sun completely set, Nyx spread out the grass stalks to dry in front of their home, fully focused on her task when a tall figure appeared beside her.

Zayne crouched down and took over her work. After a while, he spoke softly, “I'm sorry, Nyx.”

He had gone to see the chieftain earlier. The chieftain already knew what had happened and looked both embarrassed and awkward, apologizing profusely and swearing to keep his mouth shut and control Lila in the future.

The matter was resolved, but Zayne still couldn't let it go. If he hadn't moved Nyx to another cave, the chieftain wouldn't have seen it, and Lila wouldn't have used it to attack Nyx. In the end, it was all his fault.

"Let's move back to the previous cave," he gently grasped Nyx's wrist.

Nyx was confused. They had just moved here and now they had to move back again.

"This little cave is quite nice too," she said.

It was cool in the summer, and there was plenty of sunlight outside, perfect for drying things. Though was not as spacious as the previous cave, it was more than enough for the two of them.

As for cubs, they wouldn't actually have cubs in this world. Nyx coughed lightly, giving her mate a teasing look. Someone who appeared so cold and proper, who would get angry from just a kiss, was secretly thinking about having cubs with her.

When the trial was over and this reserved Snow Wolf recalled these memories, he would be utterly embarrassed. Just thinking about Zayne's possible reaction made Nyx's smile grow wider, impossible to hide. Just thinking about Zayne's possible reaction made Nyx's smile grow wider, impossible to hide.

Zayne didn't know why she was smiling. But he could feel that Nyx was in a good mood, and he gradually relaxed as well, pulling out a small red flower and placing it in her palm. He looked up at Nyx, his gray-blue eyes filled with anticipation.

"What's this?" Nyx examined it closely.

The flower was small and delicate, like a precious gem. Its petals were layered, a pure red from the inside out, and it felt tender to the touch, as if filled with moisture. It was a variety she hadn't seen before.

Zayne was stunned. "You don't recognize it?"

'How could she not know?' he thought.

"This is a mating flower," said Zayne.

Every mating season, these flowers bloomed all over the mountains. Males picked them for females as gifts, and if a female accepted the courtship, she would rub the flower's juice on his body.

The juice stained the skin and could last for dozens of days, serving as proof that the male was taken. Zayne wanted to use this proof to declare Nyx's presence to everyone.

Even though it wasn't the mating season, he had managed to find one. But Nyx's reaction was beyond his expectations. Not just the wolf tribe, but every tribe had the same custom. It was impossible for someone not to recognize the mating flower.

Thinking that Nyx might not want to accept him, Zayne's expression dimmed slightly. He had been foolish, making one mistake after another, and had dampened her enthusiasm for him.

"My bone coins, all my belongings, I'll give them to you." He tried to bargain, offering everything he had. "The medicines I've made, the herbs I've collected, they're all yours.”

As for the most valuable medicinal formulas, some were his own creations, while others were inherited from the previous shaman. He could give away the ones he created, but the inherited ones were a different matter.

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"I can give you some of the formulas," he said.

"Stop," Nyx couldn't help but laugh, interrupting him. "What would I do with those things? I just want you."

She crushed the flower, dipped her finger in the juice, and then pinched Zayne's chin, smearing the juice on his forehead. The touch of crimson added a touch of charm to his already handsome face, and Nyx couldn't help but stare, unable to look away. She wanted to kiss him.

Zayne saw through her thoughts. 'What a lecherous little rabbit,' he muttered in his heart, but still closed his eyes shyly.

After waiting for a long time, the expected soft touch never came. Opening his eyes, he saw Nyx already busy with the grass that hadn't finished drying, and he couldn't believe it. 'Am I less attractive than a pile of grass?' he thought.

"Why won't you kiss me?" Zayne couldn't hold back, his tone urgent.

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