Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Nyx turned her head, trying to dodge, but Zayne gently pressed his hand over her mouth and hissed, “Shh.”
His expression was tense, his eyes locked on Theon’s room.
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Zayne’s whole demeanor had shifted–no longer the polite, composed man he usually was. Now, he was like a wolf on high alert, ready to pounce.
Nyx perked up her ears to hear. Sure enough, there was some noise coming from Theon’s room.
She wondered, ‘Has the lion come back for me?‘
She tensed, worried Zayne and the lion might clash. She was about to step in to break up the potential fight.
But when the door opened, what stepped through wasn’t a lion–it was a pair of long legs.
Nyx followed the legs up, and there was Theon, his handsome face framed by his military uniform.
“What are you guys doing?” Theon raised his eyebrows, clearly confused.
Nyx looked down and saw one of Zayne’s hands was still resting on her shoulder, and the other hand was hovering just in front of her lips.
They were way too close, and their position was a bit ambiguous. To Theon’s eyes, it probably looked like they were about to do something more than just talk.
Zayne squinted, straightened up, and let go of Nyx. He didn’t answer Theon right away but shot back, “Why did you come through the window? There’s a perfectly good front door, you know.”
“Theon froze for a second and awkwardly scratched his head.
By the time he regained his senses, he was already in his bedroom. He must’ve crashed through the window in his beast form.”
He quickly got dressed, but the moment he stepped out of his room, he caught Zayne in what looked like a very compromising position with Nyx.
Nyx hadn’t expected it to be Theon who walked out. With curiosity, she asked, “Zayne said you had a mission and were already back at the base. What brings you back so soon? Did you forget something?”
Nyx didn’t believe Theon’s mission had been wrapped up that fast.
Theon of course didn’t have a clue what he’d forgotten. His memory was stuck on what happened before he lost control, and he didn’t even know he was supposed to be at the base now.
Fortunately, Zayne wasn’t about to throw him under the bus. Instead, he helped cover for him. “Yeah, you left your Intelligent Brain behind. I’ve already put it away for you. I’ll get out now.”
Zayne led the way, with Theon trailing behind. They both slipped out of the room under the pretense of getting the Intelligent Brain to have a chance to talk privately.
When they passed by Theon’s room, Zayne couldn’t help but scoff, “I already fixed your window once. This time, you’re on
your own.”
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Theon had no choice but to nod in agreement. Even though he’d lost his mind when he transformed and had no recollection of it afterward, he still had to take responsibility for the damage.
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He just had no idea what else he did while out of control. Thinking of that question, Theon felt a heavy weight on his chest.
Being locked up after losing control was inevitable. The empire Had a special agency to handle rogue males.
For a male like him, whose Loss of Control Index had hit 80, he’d likely be locked up and monitored indefinitely unless a female with a high level came forward to bail him out and provide mental soothing.
If he had hurt or even killed someone during his loss of control, it wouldn’t matter if a female bailed him out. He’d still face serious consequences: a reduction in rank, suspension, and huge fines.
“How many days was I out of it?” Theon asked with hesitation, hoping the situation wasn’t as bad as it seemed.
He had already braced himself for the possibility of spending the rest of his life in the monitoring facility because he wouldn’t accept any female except Nyx.
But if he really killed someone during his lost–control period, that would haunt him for the rest of his life–no amount of soothing could wash away that kind of guilt.
“Don’t worry, you didn’t kill anyone or hurt anyone,” Zayne replied. He could tell exactly what Theon was thinking.
As for how many days he’d lost control… Zayne seemed deep in thought.
“Don’t tell me you don’t remember anything from when you were out of it,” replied Zayne.
For beastmen, losing control was like being stuck in a dream. When they snapped out of it, the memory faded almost immediately, leaving only faint, blurry impressions. Theon was no different.
But still, something felt off to him. He muttered, “When I woke up, I felt satisfied and happy, like I wasn’t suffering at all while I was out of control. It actually felt pretty good.”
“And I think I met Nyx. She was so gentle. I felt so relaxed with her,” Theon said while recalling things, and he couldn’t help but blush.
But he thought he was just so into Nyx and had all her images in his mind. Thus, he had such an illusion.
Zayne cut him off before he could go any further. “You’ve only been out of control for 17 hours.”
Most males, once they lost control, would go into their beast forms for at least three days, often a week before they could return to their human forms.
Seventeen hours to go back to human form was unprecedented in the empire. If Zayne told anyone, they probably wouldn’t believe it.
“And,” Zayne added, “you were indeed with Nyx during that time
Theon’s eyes widened in shock.
Zayne eyed Theon up and down with a chuckle, “I didn’t know you were such a homebody. Even when you lost control, you still found the right way home.”
The search team had been out there looking for him, and here he was, sneaking back home to flirt with Nyx.
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Theon just stood there, unable to defend himself. Indeed, when he woke up, he was in his room.
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Zayne didn’t give him the chance to argue. He pulled up the video call log he had with Nyx and hit play, showing Theon the evidence.
On the screen, the massive golden–maned lion shamelessly wrapped itself around Nyx, pinning her down and licking her.
If it were a real lion, this would’ve just been a cute, innocent moment of human–animal interaction.
But it wasn’t. It was a beastman, and everything took on a much different flavor.
Theon’s face gradually turned an even deeper shade of red. He was frozen, mortified, his body stiff with embarrassment. He couldn’t believe the shameless lion in the video was him.
The shame hit him like a tidal wave, crashing over him with such force that he wanted to crawl on his knees and beg Nyx for forgiveness.
‘Please forgive me… I swear, I didn’t mean to offend you, Theon murmured in his mind.
When Theon saw Nyx smack the lion’s head, he thought, ‘Good, that’s right. But it was way too light. A smack like that won’t do anything to teach the lion a lesson.
But he had a second thought. If she hit too hard, her hand would hurt. He thought he should ask around–maybe some of his married colleagues could tell him what tools their females used to smack them. He should probably get something for Nyx too.
But just as he was thinking that, he saw the video continue. Nyx not only smacked the lion’s head but then leaned in to soothe him while planting a kiss right on its cheek.
At that moment, Theon felt like his soul had connected with the lion’s.
The split from his memory, the one that had bothered him so much, vanished in an instant. He felt just like the lion in the video–content, happy, and almost like he was about to faint from joy.
In this era, males didn’t have to shift into beast forms to hunt as they did in the old days, and females didn’t particularly like seeing their males in beast forms. Because of that, it was rare for males to shift, and when they did, it carried a special meaning.
If a male shifted into beast form in front of a female, it was a clear sign of affection.
If the female didn’t accept the male, she could ignore him. But if she reached out to touch him, it meant she didn’t mind his beast form and wasn’t repulsed by it.
The males who were accepted like that would do everything for their females.
And Nyx? She’d not only touched him but also kissed him!
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