Novel & Cerita Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

The Warden made little shooing motions, egging Ransom on. "Well?" Ransom asked, one brow raised high. I could hear the mounting frustration in his voice. Mason better jump on the info train or someone was going to get bitchslapped. Mason blinked rapidly. "Bestia was the Prime of Beasts. He held dominion over all beasts, great and small."

{“I will be your slave, I’ll die for you, no… I'LL LIVE FOR YOU! OWN MY ALL GREAT MAJESTY!” The male’s lovely voice booms across the place. “Fuck, he’s choosing the second option?” a young boy with a template written ‘15’ on it said in shock. The Competition for the companion of the great Berserker, the greatest and most unique of all kings ever had and the last ever Beastdom would ever have.

"Slaves. The Northern Army apprehended him. Although they are troubling beastmen, they make excellent slaves. Put them to work for you, and they won't whine. They have the intelligence of a six-year-old, those beastmen. The few intelligent bloodlines are the sole reason their empire is still standing strong. Zikk realized why the merchant described those slaves as being filthy. He could make out the captured people's animal-like features even from a distance. One would assume that this beastmen originated in the Dungeons if there were no race in the world recognized as "Beastmen." They faced prejudice from the outside world because it was believed that they were related to the dungeon monste

“So what do we do about it?” “I’d say we have to reject each other, but that’s not an option. I don’t know what to do. I already have a mate--” he must see the confusion on my face because he quickly goes on to explain --“I had a fated mate before…she rejected me.” He shakes his head, takes a sip of wine. “I needed a mate, a queen for our kingdom, it’s expected, so I just picked a suitable she-wolf to be my mate. We call them chosen mates, there’s no bond, but they get the job done just as well as a fated mate, without the added disadvantage of all those…irrational emotions.” He runs out of breath, and empties his glass.

It was a good day, indeed. “I imagine he is stalking that female.” Pine joked. “Stalking what girl?” I asked. My interest piqued. Beast didn’t bother with romance. He held too much darkness to be tamed and cursed by the Goddess for the trick of a Demon. He was dealt a crap hand, but I understood his bitterness. We’d both fallen for the lure of a vile creature; the difference was that mine was my mate, and Beasts was under the guise of breaking a curse. We were both fooled and vowed to stay away from females ever since. Another reason I wanted Beast as my successor. He focused on the pack's growth, not chasing females and titles.

I couldn’t sit still in my chair either, Lucille pushing me to stand to enter the crowd and find whoever it was who smelled so fucking good. “Mate,” she insisted, making me pause, sucking in a breath of air. It wasn’t likely. It was becoming incredibly rare to find your fated mate. Our numbers had dwindled so greatly, most people over the last few years have taken chosen mates when they hit their mid twenties, accepting that their fated was probably already dead.

It can only be seen by those that are born with the blood of the beast and it will also change the woman’s rank to that equal of the man. It sounds sexist I know, but within our species men are stronger, the providers and protectors. Women are the care givers, usually analytical people and nurturers. Most men tend to become warriors while most women train to be nurses and doctors, it is just within our nature to be this way. Yes, there are female warriors, good ones too, we’re not prejudiced and any beast can attain any rank except that of Sire and Second Commander. Your beast will change in colour as your rank changes within your lair and we do this by ceremony.

" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home. When we first fell onto this continent in our previous life, both my sister, Lydia Miller, and I had fear written deep in our eyes. The howling of wild beasts announced the law of the jungle that ruled this place. So, Lydia chose the beast woman identity without hesitation. "A beast-eared woman has its own kind of charm," she said. After making her choice, she looked at me smugly, imagining how adorable she'd look. The Beast God told us that on this beastman continent, females were extremely rare. A single female co

In the world of Beastmen, where women were very rare, of course, receiving an invitation from a woman made them proud and very happy. In the World of Beastmen, single men were prohibited from entering a house with a woman in it. Of course, the three young bachelors were very happy when Anindira innocently asked them to take shelter inside. But because they were also familiar with Anindira's strange nature, they didn't feel that Anindira understood what she was doing. As mature, they are also quite understanding and not easily carried away by the atmosphere. They could sense it to being able to understand whether a woman likes them or not. Moreover, Halvir is clearly their opponent. Of course

Male beastmen were divided into four distinct ranks from birth: S, A, B, and C. The higher the rank, the more noble the male was considered. Among them, C-rank beastmen were the most common, B-rank beastmen were considered valuable, and A-rank could be described as exceptionally rare. As for the S-rank, even the elderly Gideon had never witnessed one in his entire life. Females were outnumbered by males here; though they relied on the males for protection, their social status was significantly higher. A female's status depended entirely on reproduction to elevate herself.