Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire Novels & Stories

He looked lean yet strong. I tried to get up to be polite yet Xavier would not let go. I huffed as I stopped trying. "Hello my friend. I- Woah who might this beauty be?" he asked as when he saw. I start to blush due to the attention. I also noticed he had a British accent. Xavier cleared his throat. "Bella met Noah, my Beta. Noah met Bella, my Mate." he introduced us to each other. "You finally found your mate. And need I add, she is gorgeous." he said. "Hi Bella it's a pleasure to meet you." he said while giving his hands out.

"I'm from the Namian Empire." "Namian Empire? Why did you go from such a faraway place to the Beast Empire?" "I got a mission from the Witches guild here." "You're from the Witches guild?" Now it was Marek's turn to be surprised. This man had no idea that his soul-bound mate was a witch. All of the werebeast races in the Beast Empire have a sense of admiration for the power stored and used by witches because among werebeasts they all cannot use elemental powers like witches. They could only use their own mana by becoming magic warriors.

In the beast society, it wasn't new for the alpha to have several wives other than their mate. Unlike the blood tribe women who could only bear the child of their mate, the beast clan members can get pregnant after having sexual intercourse with their opposite sex. This became a tradition in the Wyslien Kingdom, thus anyone with a pretty face could either become the alpha's woman or a sheer servant.

the steward said as he walked through the court without pausing. “How urgent is that?” the Emperor asked as he noted the distraught face of his steward. “Well, reports just came in from the soldiers in the forest,” the steward replied and started to relay what he was told. “What?!” the Emperor got up from his throne, “What do you mean being attacked? The beast-men are peaceful people and we have a long-standing agreement with them!” “But the soldiers report that very recently, the beastmen have been observing their movements,” the Steward explained, “They say that dead bodies of scouts are found close to the beast folks settlements.”

Adelaido has no children, not this one, and his vain attempts to breed one with his own child or human folk fell short. Promises on the wind to the King that if he and his kind complied that all past glories would be realized again. Drust made the bargain, knowing the appropriate vessel was needed. But it couldn’t be common human, as much as the beast tried to create one. This individual had to be unique, and out of the ordinary, one constructed not as most creatures are, or, as most humans are.

(Reqkin Rivgog) It was rather awkward when he provided a reason like that, the interpretation of Beastmen is not actually meaning Demi-Human. Although it was basically the same, but a Beastmen, is what the Demi-Human called those that did not have an ounce of humane like appearance on them. For example, instead of having a human like features, the Demi-Human that have a full animal appearance is called Beastmen, and there a factions inside the Demi-Human that called that such form is the true beauty and the origin of their true appearance the pure linage of sort.

I deadpanned. Dan suddenly slouched his shoulder and let out an insane laugh. "Because I know something that you don't." He said in a very creepy voice. "What do you know?" I rolled my eyes. Dan let out a menacing laugh. "Oh, Princess. We, beastmen, can imprint on people to become our potential mate. There would be several signs of it for the beastmen. The recipient only needs to accept the sender's feelings for them to become our mates." "Thanks for the trivia?" I said. Unsure what a fool is talking about. Suddenly, the music was changing.

My heart pounds so hard it hurts. “And what about… her?” the second warrior asks. “The girl the Alpha chose.” My stomach drops. They mean me. “She’s not his fated mate,” the warrior says. “Everyone knows that. She’s just… convenient.” The word slices straight through me. Convenient?Available? Never chosen. “But the bond might still help him,” the first warrior murmurs. “A chosen mate can delay the curse. Maybe even weaken it.” “Or it could speed it up,” the second whispers. “If she fails him.”

I was reborn after my best friend pushed me off a cliff. When we woke up, we realized we were back to the day we first arrived in the beast tribe. I could hear the voice of the old chieftain of the white tigers the moment I opened my eyes. "All unmated males of the white tiger tribe are here. You two precious females may choose whomever you like," he said. We were still confused about the situation back then. Luckily, we could understand their language.

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”