Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 151 Nyx's kick landed squarely on Jaws' rock-solid shoulder, making her feel like she'd just kicked a steel plate.

Jaws didn't even flinch, but she winced from the pain in her foot.

Jaws' men watched anxiously as Jaws grabbed Nyx's ankle.

They thought, 'Is he going to break it? Or just pick her up and drag her off?' The possibilities ran wild in their heads-until Jaws simply started rubbing Nyx's ankle gently.

Since she was barefoot, her skin felt a little cold.

Jaws held her foot in his palm for a while, warming it up. Even when it wasn't cold anymore, he still didn't let go.

Nyx had had enough. She kicked him away.

+23 “Yeah, that's it." Jaws took the hit straight to the bridge of his nose. He nearly got a nosebleed, but instead of getting angry, he actually smiled, sounding almost encouraging, "Feel a little better now?" His men exchanged glances, and then hurriedly backed out of the room. There was no way they could keep watching this. They thought, 'If we see our boss humiliating himself like this, would we even be allowed to live afterward? Are we going to get silenced?' Nyx froze for a moment, and then looked down, staying silent.

Jaws noticed she was still upset. After a moment of thought, he suddenly pulled his shirt open.

Nyx was caught off guard. She instinctively took a few steps back, but he didn't move toward her. Instead, he lowered himself, his tall frnow shorter than hers.

"Do whatever you want to me." Jaws clearly didn't like saying it, but he still added. "You don't have to hold back. I won't take it out on Black Mamba." Honestly, there wasn't much left to punish. His body was already covered in wounds.

Not just fresh injuries from his earlier rampage, but layers upon layers of old scars. It was a brutal sight, hard for Nyx to imagine the kind of pain he'd been through.

Even though she hated him, Nyx couldn't help but frown.

Jaws caught her expression. He glanced down at his own body and suddenly realized-she didn't like seeing these scars. His hand twitched, and he quickly pulled his shirt back on.

"Did that scare you?" He asked in a soft voice.

Nyx turned away, refusing to let any sympathy or concern show on her face.

To Jaws, though, her reaction was as good as confirmation.

He gripped his clothes tightly, covering up his ruined body, and then stood and walked toward the door. "Well, uh... get srest." "Wait." Nyx stopped him.

Jaws paused, looking at her with a hint of hope.

06:57 Sat, 22 Feb ST.

Chapter 151 100% +23) "Your men just promised me-if I gave you Mental Soothing, they'd let Kian out of the cell." She straightened her back, locking eyes with him.

Jaws thought, 'Black Mamba? It's always about Black Mamba.' The expectation in Jaws' eyes dimmed. He forced himself to keep his voice gentle. "Alright." Since Black Mamba was a traitor, the fact that he got out after only two days, with just a dozen lashes and immediate medical treatment, was downright unbelievable.

Not just Jaws' subordinates-Kian himself was stunned. He felt uneasy, running through all the possibilities in his head. He thought, 'Did Nyx make skind of deal with Jaws for my sake?' Jaws was not the kind of guy who played nice. He wasn't the type to take a loss, either.

Kian wondered, 'For Jaws to make such a huge concession, what exactly has Nyx sacrificed?' "Why did they letout?" Kian couldn't hold back and quietly asked one of the guards he used to get along with.

The guard hesitated, clearly uncomfortable talking to a traitor. But out of old friendship, he looked around to make sure Jaws wasn't nearby and whispered, "Because Nyx agreed to give the boss Mental Soothing." Kian's expression darkened instantly.

'Mental Soothing? A regular Mental Soothing isn't worth much. Did she give him a full, traditional Mental Soothing?' Kian thought.

"Hey!" The guard stopped Kian, who suddenly tried to rush out. "Where are you going?" "Calm down. That little female's already exhausted tonight. Don't make things harder for her." The guard meant it in the most innocent way possible, but his choice of words had sunfortunate implications.

When Kian heard it, his mind went straight to the worst-case scenario. It was like he'd been struck by lightning.

He dropped to the floor, powerless. A crushing wave of guilt drowned him.

He thought, 'I couldn't protect Nyx. Instead, I've beca burden to her.

"Did she get hurt?" Kian, usually so tough, choked up.

"Nah," the guard said casually, shaking his head. His curiosity getting the better of him, he leaned in and whispered, "The boss was totally submissive in front of Nyx. He just lay down and didn't move an inch. I've never seen him like that.

"She even kicked him, right in the face, and he didn't even get mad. He actually let her step on him." The guard clicked his tongue, thinking, 'It's so pathetic and so undignified. Jaws is this untouchable powerhouse, yet he is letting a tiny little female walk all over him. Hell, he even let Black Mamba-the traitor, his romantic rival-off the hook like it were nothing." The more Kian listened, the more something felt off.

As his mind cleared, he jumped to conclusions.

"Are they living together?" He tried to confirm.

The guard snorted, "No way. The boss got Nyx a separate room, and it's even nicer than his own." Why the hell is Jaws pampering a captured female?' Jaws' men all thought it was insane. But the insanity didn't stop there. Back in his quarters, one of Jaws' closest men watched in disbelief as Jaws brutalized his own body, unable to bear the sight 06:57 Sat, 22 Feb ST Chapter 151 any longer.

"What the hell are you doing?" Just looking at it made him wince in pain.

Jaws' forehead was slick with sweat. "Making my skin normal again." His scars had been left untreated for too long. There was no fixing them with a healing device anymore.

If he wanted smooth skin, he'd have to use more violence.

It hurt like hell, but it had to be done.

"Why the hell does it matter?" His subordinate was baffled, thinking, 'Sure, the soak's are ugly, but they En aren't in his way. Jaws didn't answer right away.

After a long pause, Jaws finally muttered, "She doesn't like them." +23

Jaws never used to care about his appearance because it was justla useless shell. He never needed anyone's admiration in that regard.

Watching the males of the Empire go to great lengths to groomthemselves just to attract females, Jaws only found it ridiculous. But now, he finally understood what that felt like.

Nyx's disdain for him was harder to endure than having his skin torn open.

His subordinate hesitated for a moment, and then gathered the courage to ask, "Does it really matter whether she likes it or not?" Only the Empire's males, who bent over backward for females, would change their appearance to suit females' tastes.

The subordinate thought Jaws wasn't that type. He asked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't spoil her too much?"