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He would take the job as new Dean of Prestigious Law School. Andrew shook his head in pity. He could only imagine how his brother was going to react when he found out that The Beast was actually a young, tiny Asian woman. His face paled when his thoughts changed to how the professor would react to the news that she had been passed over for his brother. If he knew The Beast’s reputation, she was surely going to react strongly. He was right. The Beast was having an extremely bad day and it had only just begun. When news spread over campus, everyone steered clear of her path. However, an unfortunate few weren’t so lucky in their quest.

Everyone quickly went silent and pricked their ears up in attention, so as not to miss a single word out. “Beast taming is the art which involves sequentially caring for a beast, nurturing it, earning its trust, then become its master through the voluntary sending out of blood essence for the beast-to-master contract. It might take a few days, weeks, months, and even years. Who agrees with this?” The heavy voice of Madman Fei travelled around the hall. Everyone nodded their heads. Myself inclusive. “Nonsense!” he exclaimed, causing everyone to exchange confused looks. “That's why you all die with three to four beasts to your names!”

"Besides, it's pretty obvious to me that the alliance is the one who's majorly at fault here…" "How so?" "You mentioned in the beginning that this Inca was a stray mount… but there is no way this Inca is a stray beast. It's fairly tamed. You noticed this and yet you ignored those subtle signs just to benefit your cause." "Miss Agnes, there is no concrete proof of that… There are no initials on the beast's body that could be considered as proof of being tamed…" "That's because the beast is still an infant… marking an infant beast might be legal but never ethical. It depends on the master's discretion…"

he speculated. Regardless of the origin, this was a monumental stroke of luck for him—an opportunity to resolve his urgent needs. "Even though this Beast Taming Technique is incomplete, it's still immensely valuable to me!" Chase scrutinized the emerald slip for a long time, verifying its authenticity. Once convinced, he wasted no time and sat cross-legged, shutting his eyes as he activated the Beast Taming Technique. A deep, guttural howl suddenly echoed through the stone chamber. A fierce gale swept across the room, and a massive demonic wolf materialized out of thin air, standing opposite Chase. Its blood-red eyes locked onto him with predatory intent as its bared fangs glistened menacing

Their words weren’t enough to rile him. “You truly are a Control Type. You know when to submit” Beastly Tiger blocked the swipe of a Mythic Class Magical Beast and rammed into it with amazing force. The beast was flung backwards by the power of his body ram, but was otherwise unharmed. “That’s enough!”

In the beast planet, they were guarded by powerful beasts. The empire wanted to take the control from these beasts but they soon learned of an existence, the beast god. It was so powerful and hard to beat even with numbers. Fortunately, the empire can provide what the beast god wanted so they finally made an agreement. The agreement stated that the empire can only have two mining sites and they are not allowed to explore the other parts of the planet. Beast planet has a wide variety of medicinal herbs. They can exchange them with something of equal value. If they wanted to explore, they must ask for the permission from the beast god.”

I wondered if he had broken my leg, so I wouldn't try to ever escape again. "You should rest," his voice said again. "What are you?" I finally found my voice. "I am the beast you were sent to tame," he said. He walked out of the room, shutting the door before I could say another word. I was more confused than I was earlier. One thing he said was certain: he was no human. How could he change eye color so quickly unless he was a beast? But his last words were a little confusing; no one sent me here; he actually bought me and is holding me hostage in this shithole.

Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance | Beast x Human | Explicitly Steamy Tamlyn Grenoy: A mortal herbalist with a sharp wit and defiant spirit. Ruellan Doff: The cursed Beast King, part man, part wolf-bull hybrid, ruling the ancient wilds in solitude. . . . Tamlyn Grenoy hadn’t meant to trespass.

“Come alone. I’ll be watching.” Dominique exhaled slowly and whispered, “Then I’ll make damn sure you remember what you saw.” She took out her old Domica journal, tore out the page marked with her first monologue, and scribbled something new: If you want to tame the beast, you must become the thing it fears. She folded it into a black envelope and pinned it to the corkboard beside the photo of herself walking alone. Below it, in red ink, she wrote one word: HUNT.