Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

A small rabbit was wedged in the gap between the bed slats, her face squished into a bundle. She blinked helplessly. "Please help me."

It was easy to crawl in, but hard to jump out. After avoiding several beasts, she tried to escape from the gap, but the space was too narrow, and she couldn't get enough leverage. After a while, she got herself stuck even more tightly,

Zayne quickly raised his front paws and carefully pulled her out. Finally seeing the light of day again, Nyx let out a long sigh and looked around, noticing many pairs of eyes staring at her, making her awkwardly curl up into a ball.

It was so embarrassing. Yet those gazes were not mocking; they were filled with admiration and envy. It turns out there were benefits to having a small beast form.

Many females and young ones in the tribe had been injured in the attack, but only Nyx had managed to avoid harm due to her size advantage, despite the beast assault.

Nyx sneezed, raised a paw to rub her face, and shook her fur vigorously to get rid of the dust. Then, with a leap, she landed precisely on her mate's head.

“It's me, Zayne." She bounced around, tapping her fluffy little paws on his head. “I'm fine. I hid away.”

She knew Zayne well enough to immediately sense what he was thinking, and hurried to comfort the guilty- looking mate. “The brown bear ate the stew and left, and the other beasts only circled around, not touching a single hair on me."

As she spoke, she jumped down and twisted her body in front of Zayne, showing off her unscathed fur from all angles. The soft little rabbit moved agilely, with no wounds, though her appearance was a bit messy, covered in dust she couldn't shake off.

Zayne didn't mind at all. He raised a paw to pull her into his arms, holding her tightly. Her soft body radiated warmth, full of life, still moving around. It wasn't an illusion. Nyx was alive.

It was as if his soul returned to its body at that moment. Zayne exhaled deeply, feeling as though he was alive again.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. Nyx was fine, but others in the tribe had suffered real injuries. Luckily, there had been no deaths, at least not yet.

Zayne checked each injured person, instructing everyone, “Take the injured to the big cave and settle them there. I'll prepare the medicine."

The others obediently took the wounded away, leaving only Nyx and Zayne in the cave. They shifted into their human forms and dressed.

“You don't need to clean up, I'll do it in a bit.” Zayne stopped Nyx, who was about to pick up the broken pottery shards, afraid she might cut herself on the sharp pieces.

The little rabbit had no calluses on her hands, her palms softer than even the young ones in the tribe.

Though she was capable of many things, it was clear she had been pampered before and rarely had to work. Now, as his mate, he couldn't let her live a harder life than before.

Nyx couldn't argue with him and sat aside, watching him prepare the medicine.

“There's one young one that seems to be badly hurt.” She had seen a little wolf cub covered in blood earlier, its parents crying miserably beside it. Zayne nodded.

“Can it be saved?” Nyx stared at the crude herbal powders in front of her, her mood heavy, feeling the chances were slim.

The medical knowledge of their primitive society was not much better than what she had encountered on the plains-

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limited productivity, no instruments, and no strong medicines. Life had to be left to late

"I don't know," Zayne spoke in a low voice, 'I do my best?

Most shamans from other tribes were better at prayers and sacrifices. He was the beur healer on the continent. If even be couldn't save the wounded, it would mean the Beast God had decided to take them away.

With that thought, Zayne's wrist shook, and by mistake, he added too much powder.

"Nyx. He suddenly raised his hand and pulled Nyx close, burying his face in her neck and taking a deep breath. Ifis vice was hoarse. "Should I not be with you?

Nyx looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he would say that. She cupped his face, noticing his pale expression, and frowned, “What are you talking about?"

Zayne gazed at her steadily, his expression somber.

He had lost his parents when he was young, and then his mentor. Before becoming the tribe's shaman, he had always been avoided by others. If not for his excellent medical skills, saving many lives, he wouldn't have had the qualification to become a shaman.

I'm the one the Beast God despises The Beast God would take away anyone close to him, leaving him forever alone.

He had lived alone for many years, enjoying some peaceful days. He had almost forgotten about this, but today, he had nearly harmed Nyz.

I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier Zayne closed his eyes, his voice strained. If Nyx knew this, she would surely never choose to be his mate.

Before he could finish his sentence, a soft sensation suddenly landed on his lips. Nyx leaned in and kissed him, silencing his unfinished words.

She gently held him, her voice firm. "The Beast God would never despise you" She wasn't sure if the Beast God existed in this world, but she was certain that a guardian deity would never despise any of its people.

Life, death, sickness, and health are all predestined. No matter what, it's never your fault.” She held his hand and placed it over her heart, making him feel her strong heartbeat.

"See? Since I've been with you, I've been so healthy. Even though we encountered the beasts this time, I wasn't hurt at all. Isn't that lucky?

Zayne's expression became slightly dazed. Somehow, just hearing Nyx's brief words of comfort made his uneasy heart seule. He held the female tightly, pressing against her warm, delicate body, as if he had found an endless sense of security.

“Alright, no more clinging" Nyx shyly pulled away. "I still need to take a bath

She transformed into a little rabbit in the bed seam, and when she changed back to human form, she was a bit dirty too. However, she didn't have time to bathe or clean herself for now. The top priority was treating the

injured.

Coming back to his senses, Zayne picked up the medicine that had been incorrectly mixed, preparing to throw it away and

remake it.

"Wait, don't throw it away! Nyx quickly stopped him. “It can still be used

It just might require a different formula. She washed her hands, then took a few other herbs from the table, laying them out in front of Zayne. Without needing her to explain, Zayne glanced at them, thought for a moment, and understood her meaning

His eyes lit up, and he looked at Nyx in shock. "You're a shaman too?

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This recipe was something even he had never seen before. The little rabbit had so many secrets.

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Many shamans from various tribes were female, so this wasn't strange, but what was strange was that Nyx was so young, and had left her tribe to come here with him.

Shamans didn't leave their tribes easily unless their tribe had been destroyed. Zayne's whole body trembled, a bit flustered.

He remembered how he had tried to probe Nyx's identity when they first met. The little rabbit had always been silent, and everything now seemed to have an answer. Perhaps he had mentioned something painful for Nyx.

Nyx looked up and saw his gray-blue eyes staring at her, filled with compassion. She was confused and didn't

know what to

make of it.