Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Zayne's arm wasn't broken, so it didn't affect his hunting or work, but his finger was definitely broken, not just dislocated. Though it didn't greatly affect his daily life, it was far from pleasant

For a male who was always highly aware of danger, even a small disability could shake his confidence,

Zayne hoped to always he perfect a strong human form and a fully beast form, ideally matching every part of his mate's aesthetic.

Nyx used to really like his hands, always holding them. But now, his hand was damaged.

Zayne swallowed hard, forcing down his frustration, and extended his right hand. Fortunately, he still had one hand that was unharmed.

"I want that one Nyx pointed to his left hand, pulling it over without discussion.

In an instant, Zayne's arm muscles tensed, his body stiffened, but he still went along with her force, not struggling

He could escape for a moment, but not for a lifetime. If Nyx wanted to see it, then he would cave in.

"Does it hurt?" Nyx gently pinched the injury, checking the condition of the bone.

Zayne lowered his head, appearing to endure in silence, a bit aggrieved. "No, it doesn't hurt."

The physical pain wasn't half as bitter as the ache in his heart. He didn't regret getting hurt for Nyx, but he hated his clumsiness for not protecting her well. He thought maybe this was the Beast God's punishment for him.

Nyx, however, gradually softened her expression. "It can heal; don't worry

She wrapped her arms around her mate's strong waist, pressing her face against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat speeding up, as though his emotions were running high.

Nyx couldn't help but pull him in even tighter.

He clearly cared so much about his hand, but still didn't hesitate to hurt himself for her.

"Is that true?" A junior wolf's head, resembling a husky, suddenly stretched over, breaking the thick vibe. "Can even a broken bone heal?"

Zayne went speechless. He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and after repeating it a few times, he barely managed to suppress the urge to kill the fool.

Beau still didn't know he had nearly faced a bloody disaster, foolishly sticking out his tongue and happily circling around Nyx. "Mrs. Master, you're amazing! No wonder the master listens to you so much. When the master doesn't listen, do you hit him?"noveldrama

He had heard every couple in the tribe argue, some even fighting, but Zayne and Nyx had been together for so long, always harmonious Zayne always listened to Nyx, so he thought Zayne must have been beaten into submission.

Nyx couldn't hold back and chuckled, "Zayne is very obedient, I don't hit him.

Though sometimes, she would hit him a few times, those were relatively special situations, and this kind of privacy didn't need to be discussed in front of the juniors.

Zayne and Nyx coincidentally thought of the same place, their eyes meeting, both feeling a bit embarrassed.

Tonight was supposed to be a date, but it was interrupted by an unexpected situation.

Beau, however, didn't read the vibe at all, following Nyx and asking questions, especially curious about the method for reattaching broken bones.

With his eagerness to learn. Nyx couldn't chase him away. In front of him, she carefully bandaged Zayne while patiently explaining.

After dealing g with the aftermath, it was already dawn, and the night hard passed like that.

Beau was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, trying to digest everything he had learned, a satisfied smile on his face. When he looked up, he met Zayne's cold gore, and his smile suddenly froze.

Although he didn't know what he had done wrong, the way his master looked at him made him feel like he had messed up.

“1... I'll leave,” he said, afraid of getting into trouble, quickly fleeing.

"Hmm?" Nyx hadn't quite recovered when she saw little Husky's figure disappearing.

The cave was left with only the two of them, returning to their world of two

Zayne's hand was covered in medicine and a splint, and he felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Rest now. I'll take care of it." Nyx stopped him from making the fire and cooking. "Healing from broken bones takes a hundred days. Until your hand heals, you better not move."

Normally, Zayne took care of her, but now that the situation was special, she was naturally the one to take care of him.

They had food, water, and provisions from the tribe, so Zayne didn't really need to go hunting himself.

Cooking this simple meal was more than within Nyx's capabilities.

She had always been good at it, and even though she hadn't cooked much in her decades of space life, she hadn't forgotten

the skill.

As for washing up and tidying, she was also good at that. In no time, she had the cave tidied up neatly..

The only problem was with bathing.

Zayne was the cleanest male in the tribe, there w

was no one else who could compare.

Before meeting Nyx, he had already been a neat freak, and after they became a couple, he paid even more attention to personal hygiene, washing himself every day, secretly dressing up, always wanting to seduce Nyx and make her happy. As a male, he dressed up for the female he loved.

But now, with one hand injured, Nyx wouldn't let him move or touch water, making bathing quite a challenge.

He didn't want to look dirty and make her upset, so he stood at the entrance of the cave, gazing at the river, lost in thought.

Nyx sat on the bed and propped her chin, watching his expression, a smile flashing in her eyes.

In the evening, the smell of roasted meat with various seasonings wafted through the air, reaching outside the cave.

Beau stood outs almost unable to hold back his saliva, shouting. "I've brought the water!"

He was imagining if Nyx would kindly reward him with some meat to eat when suddenly, his master's tall figure appeared. before him, his aura far from anything that could be described as 'gentle."

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"Water" Zayne looked at his feet where two ceramic jars filled with water wobbled, the water ripplinge

"I asked Bean to help bring it over, before Beau could respond. Nyx cut in, handing to Beau a plate of rated meat "Herr

eat. This is a token of thanks"

She turned to Zayne and raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you want to bathe? I'll help

you?

With just those few words, which didn't seem too excessive, Zayne suddenly felt embarrassed, lowering his gue, his cari turning red.

Nyx appeared calm on the surface, but inside, she was a bit nervous.

After so many years together, this was the first time she had helped her mate

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1-Ill help too!" Beau jumped up with his hand raised, his mouth still full of meat,

his words muffled, making him sound a bit slow-witted.

With his interruption, the vibe immediately shifted.

Interrupted twice in one day, Zayne's forehead tensed with veins.

"Aren't you supposed to be treating the injured people in the tribe?" he

suppressed his frustration, speaking in a low voice "Have you finished eating? If you're done, go back to your work, I don't need your help here

"Bathing isn't a big deal. I'll handle it," Nyx said, forcing herself to hold back a smile.

Having such an apprentice was truly a headache for Zayne.

Beau chewed on the roasted meat, looking confused. He wanted to say something else, looking around, when suddenly, a thought struck him. His eyes widened. He thought, "Wait... have I just ruined my master's good moment? No wonder my master has been giving me the cold shoulder, looking displeased. T-I'll leave now." He quickly shoved the remaining pieces of roasted meat into his mouth, slipped away without looking

back

"Sorry. He didn't mean to." The annoying third wheel finally left, and Zayne softened his expression, letting out a long sigh

of relief.

With reason returning to his mind, he shyly lowered his head, stealing a glance at Nyx. He thought, 'Am I acting too eager?"

“Let's eat first,” he said, trying to change the subject. He picked up his fork again, grabbed a few sizzling pieces of freshly grilled meat, blew on them to cool them down, and fed them to Nyx.

Actually, he could only use one hand, but he could still handle most daily tasks, including bathing. It wasn't like he couldn't do things on his own.

But when Nyx offered to help, he just couldn't bring himself to refuse. His real intention wasn't the food.

Nyx knew this perfectly well. She smiled, picked up a piece of grilled meat, and fed it to Zayne. "You eat too."

Dinner dragged on for quite a while.

A large clay pot filled with water sat over the fire, gradually heating up, and the steam started rising, reaching a boil.

Nyx mixed the cold and hot water together, tested the temperature with her hand, added some more cold water, and made it just right

She stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, hanging a beast skin curtain. The thick beast skin not only blocked the light but also mullled some of

the sounds.

The howls of wolves in the tribe immediately softened by several decibels, and the cave grew quiet.

As she turned around, Nyx couldn't help but laugh at Zayne's expression. "Don't be so nervous. I won't eat you."

"Not going to eat me?" Zayne sat up straight, his expression a mix of eagerness and pitifulness, as if he considered himself a dish ready to be served-nervous about being eaten but even more afraid that no one would want him.

Nyx couldn't resist walking over quickly, cupping his face, and planting a kiss on each of his cheeks. "I could try a little."

"Close your eyes," she gently urged, "Tim going to wash your hair.”

The obedient Zayne closed his eyes and lowered his head, following her guidance.

Losing his sight, his other senses became more acute. Zayne heard the gentle sound of water flowing as warm water poured over his hair

Nyx's delicate fingers worked through his hair, as if she were grooming a beast, patient and meticulous, massaging and applying hibiscus juice with cleansing properties. Although she didn't have experience washing people, she was quite familiar with washing animals.

The obedient male was no different from a large dog. After cleaning his hair, Nyx cradled his head and placed it on her lap. casually praising. “Good boy." Zayne's face turned bright red. He thought his head was heavy and didn't dare

press it too hard against Nyx, slightly tilting his neck and keeping his shoulders

stiff.

"Relax; don't be afraid," Nyx gently patted his shoulder and expertly pressed on a pressure point on his head, massaging him to relieve his nerves.

Her massage technique was quite good, as she had learned it specifically for her always-busy mates.

Zayne closed his eyes, feeling the perfect pressure as she massaged him, and gradually relaxed.

After a while, the massage stopped suddenly as Nyx pulled her hands away.

Zayne froze, feeling a sense of unfinished satisfaction, only to feel a warm, wet cloth covered his face.

Along with it came the warmth of Nyx's palm.

His breathing, which had finally settled, was once again disrupted,

Zayne couldn't care less about water getting in his eyes. He hastily opened his eyes, his heart racing wildly, and looked directly into Nyx's smiling eyes.

Nyx lifted his chin and kissed the corner of his lips. "Wait a minute, let me dry your

hair first."

Whether out of comfort or care, she seemed to be doing it on purpose-getting close, then pulling away, teasing him with just a hint of sweetness.

Even the most patient male couldn't endure such teasing for long

Before Nyx could enjoy her game any longer, she was suddenly scooped up with

one arm.

The night grew deeper.

Nyx seized a chance and, barely hanging on, transformed into a little rabbit. She

curled up in a corner, refusing to shift back into her human form.

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She really regretted it. She wondered. Even though one of his hands couldn't

move, why was he still so fierce in bed?

Zayne reached out with his long arm, scooped the little rabbit up, and gently

stroked her furry back, his voice tender but with a hint of playfulness "Noel still hasn't shown up, and now Nyx wants to give up?"

Nyx gasped, suddenly looking up in shock. "You've regained your memory

The tone, the words-clearly, this wasn't something the amnesiar Zayne would

say

"When did this happen?" Nyx froze for two seconds before suddenly shifting into

her human form. Her face turned bright red as she lunged at Zayne, threateningly pinching his face. "Are you messing with me?

She had been teasing Zayne, but that was based on the fact that his amnesia made him quite innocent. Such little tricks wouldn't work on the Zayne who had regained his memory. Instead, they'd just give him an excuse to tease her back "How could I mess with you?" Zayne chuckled, raising his hands in surrender,

clearly wronged. "Really, I just remembered. Didn't you feel?"