Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302 

A warm trickle of blood ran from his nose. Both of Zayne’s hands were occupied, leaving him no way to wipe it. 

Flustered, he tried to place her on the table, but the stone surface was too cold and hard. Instead, he laid her on his bed, which was covered with a fur pelt. 

“Stay here and wait for me. Don’t go anywhere,” he sternly instructed Nyx while awkwardly wiping the blood from his none. “I’ll be back soon. Don’t run off.” 

He couldn’t imagine what would happen if Nyx ran out like this. Grabbing a few bone coins, he rushed out to buy her some clothes. 

Nyx was stunned. She rarely saw Zayne so flustered. Her mate, who had lost his memory, was just too innocent. She hadn’t even done anything, and he had already fled. 

Taking advantage of the moment, Nyx looked around the cave. There wasn’t much furniture, and the setup was simple, but the entire cave was spotless, with everything neatly arranged–just like Zayne. 

She noticed many medicinal herbs, both fresh and dried, as well as tools like stone mortars. It seemed that, even here, Zayne’s profession was still that of a healer. 

The sound of footsteps approached, and Nyx turned her gaze to the cave entrance. It was Zayne. In just a few minutes, he had hurried back. His nosebleed had stopped, and his face was clean, but his eyes darted around, avoiding Nyx 

“Here, take these.” He tossed a pile of fur clothing onto the bed. “Put them on quickly.” 

“Why did you transform into your human form without any clothes?” he asked, both embarrassed and annoyed. “Do you do this in front of others too?” 

The thought of Nyx clinging to another male like this ignited an inexplicable anger in him. She was so shameless. 

The young male didn’t realize the jealousy in his tone, but Nyx caught it. She secretly smiled and teased, “I only act like this in front of you, because you’re my mate.” 

With that simple statement, Zayne was left speechless. After a moment, he pressed his lips together and didn’t refute her, nor did he deny being her mate. 

He was worried that if he rejected her too many times, Nyx might switch targets and start using the same methods to seduce another male. No male could resist such a mischievous female. 

If this little rabbit wasn’t as innocent as she seemed and actually had ulterior motives, those foolish males would definitely be tricked. His willpower was stronger, and he was more rational than them. It was better for him to bear the burden. 

With his ears red, Zayne justified his actions to himself and urged Nyx, “Hurry up and put on your clothes. 

On the bed, clothes were piled up like a small mountain. Nyx rummaged through them. “Why did you buy so many?” 

She only needed one outfit to wear and one for washing. With so many, she couldn’t tell which were tops and which were skirts. She simply lay down. “I don’t know how to wear them. You help me.” 

Zayne couldn’t believe it. “You don’t know how to wear clothes?” Even if she was a silly little rabbit, she should know how to do something as basic as this. She had to have worn clothes before. 

“I really don’t know,” Nyx said with clear eyes, blinking. “This is my first time in human form. I’ve never worn clothes like these before. 

It sounded absurd. But Zayne instinctively believed her and accepted the explanation. No wonder the little rabbit had looked so uncomfortable earlier–she was trying hard to transform into human form. 

1/3 

05:25 Thu, 6 Mar 

Chapter 302 

2% 

He picked up a set of clothes and a skirt from the bed, avoiding looking at Nyx as he clumsily dressed her. Nyx obediently raised her arms. Accidentally, Zayne’s fingers brushed against her arm, and he immediately froze. 

+13) 

Even though it was just her arm, he reacted as if he had touched something dangerous, stumbling back several steps. It took him a while to calm down, but his thoughts were already in disarray, making it hard for him to act decisively. 

It seemed he had to choose between visual or tactile stimulation, choosing the lesser of two evils. 

Zayne’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he made up his mind and looked at Nyx. The intense visual impact made it hard for him to look away. He quickly dressed Nyx and wrapped the skirt around her in one go. 

Finally done, he let out a long breath, as if he had just survived a great ordeal. “Let’s go. I’ll take you to eat something.” 

But first, he needed to go to the river to wash his face and cool down the heat rising in his nose. 

Zayne’s territory was ideally located, with a small river not far from his cave. Nyx crouched by the river, peering into the clear water to see her reflection. 

The rippling water distorted her image, but she could easily tell it was her own face. She touched her cheeks, dipped her fingers into the cool water, and then looked around, her eyes narrowing as she spotted a tree bearing fruit. 

“What’s that?” she asked. It looked like a mulberry tree, with only a few berries left, likely because most had been picked. Since it was a tree within the tribe, it was a miracle any fruit remained at all. 

“You want to eat blackberries?” Zayne followed her gaze and nodded. “I know someone who sells them. I can buy some for you.” 

These berries weren’t filling and didn’t store well, so even the more well–off beastmen rarely bought them. Zayne had never bought them either. He wasn’t one for indulging in food, but as the tribe’s shaman, he had plenty of money and didn’t mind satisfying Nyx’s little craving. 

“Can’t I just pick them myself?” Nyx was puzzled. She thought, ‘Why buy them from someone else? Not only will it cost money, but it won’t be as fresh. The trees grow haphazardly, clearly not cultivated, so they probably don’t belong to anyone, right?‘ 

“You can pick them yourself.” Zayne hesitated, wanting to tell her not to worry about saving him money, but then he thought he shouldn’t spoil a rabbit. Let her put in the effort to pick them herself. 

As they approached the trees, Nyx noticed there were people there. A few females and children were climbing the trees, picking berries and popping them into their mouths. 

When they saw Zayne, they quickly bowed their heads in greeting. “Shaman.” 

Their eyes lingered on Nyx, filled with curiosity, wondering who the new female standing with the shaman was. 

Before Nyx could introduce herself, Zayne spoke first, “She’s a new beastman who’s moved to our tribe. Her name is Nyx.” 

These females and children loved nothing more than gossiping. If he let Nyx say anything in front of them, the false news that she was his mate would spread throughout the tribe in a day.