Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 11

Chapter II 

Chapter 11 

The thine Nyx spent with the lion was brief, but she couldn’t stand by and ignore its suffering anymore. Whether it was a real tion or a beastman, she just wanted it to survive. 

“If I awaken my mental power, I can soothe it, right?” she asked hyne. 

Zayne had never been this jealous of Theon. He didn’t envy Theon’s background, his military rank, or the fact that he had a high–ranking uncle. 

But he absolutely loathed the fact that Theon had gotten into Nyx’s heart before he did, even if he was in the form of a lion. Zayne complained in his mind, ‘What’s so special about that damn lion?” 

Zayne tried to collect himself, forced his emotions back, and gave Nyx a reassuring smile. “Don’t take on the responsibility. He’s not your spouse.” 

Seeing Zayne avoid her question, Nyx frowned and thought about it. She then remembered something important. 

To soothe a male, the female’s mental power level couldn’t be too much lower than his genetic level. 

“What level is he?” she asked. 

Females were ranked by their mental power from E to A level, and the extremely rare was S level. 

Males, on the other hand, were ranked by their genes, and the higher the rank, the stronger the individual. They also had levels from E to S. 

Zayne didn’t want to answer, but seeing Nyx’s determined expression, he reluctantly said, “S–level.” 

Zayne replied, “He’s an S–level male.” 

Nyx felt a jolt inside. ‘An S–level male? No wonder… 

Only A–level or higher females could soothe an S–level male. Even B–level females didn’t do much. 

In fact, the most effective way to soothe them was with an S–level female. 

But females in the empire hadn’t awakened S–level mental power for centuries. Since the last one passed away, the highest level any female could achieve was A–level, and they were incredibly rare–only about 2% of all females. 

That slim chance left Nyx feeling doubtful that she’d be among that 2%. 

“Zayne sat next to Nyx on the sofa and poured her a hot drink. 

Seeing her so downcast made his heart ache. What he wouldn’t tell her was that he was also an S–level beastman.” 

But for him, while mental soothing was important, it wasn’t a matter of life and death. 

He just wanted to be Nyx’s spouse. Even if she couldn’t soothe him, he’d accept whatever came his way. 

This was Zayne’s thoughts, but he wasn’t sure if that lion felt the same. 

After all, most males preferred to live and would only pair with females who could soothe them. 

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Besides, that lion had Felix, the powerful marshal, backing him. There was no way he’d let Theon walk down a dead–end 

road. 

“You don’t need to worry too much,” Zayne said, trying to case her mind. “His Loss of Control Index just broke 80. He can still be saved. Only when it hits 100 will he be a complete beast. 

Nyx came to her senses and thought, ‘Right, A–level females are rare, but not extinct like S–level ones. That big lion still has a shot if he tries hard enough to find a female who can soothe him 

Nyx remembered the black mist she saw around the lion. It had no physical form, but she could focus and get rid of it. 

Since the lion was a beastman, maybe that black mist was linked to his Loss of Control Index. She wondered if getting rid of that mist was her way of soothing him. 

She told Zayne about the black mist, asking what he thought it was. 

To her surprise, Zayne looked taken aback, and he replied, “Hold on, let me check something.” 

With all his medical knowledge and years of experience, he’d never heard of such a thing as black mist. 

It was normal for males not to see it. But even among females, no one had ever mentioned anything like it. 

Zayne wondered if maybe there was more he didn’t know. But after scanning most of the relevant materials, he was pretty sure even the deceased S–level females had never said anything about seeing black mist. 

Nyx was even more shocked than Zayne. She thought, ‘What? Other females couldn’t see the black mist either?‘ 

The two of them exchanged a glance, and Nyx couldn’t stop herself from asking, “Then how do other females soothe males? Can you teach me?” 

Before the words even left her mouth, she watched as Zayne’s usually pale face turned beet red in an instant. His usual cool demeanor completely cracked. He couldn’t meet her gaze and looked like she’d said something out of line. 

His voice came out raspy, barely able to make a sound, his face burning with embarrassment, his breath quickening.