Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 341

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**

**Chapter 341: Bonding Ceremony**

“Let’s head to the Enchanter Clan now,” Drake announced, his voice brisk and resolute.

Drake had already secured Merlin, dragging him out of the cave with a grim determination that made him appear almost ruthless, like a hunter with his prey. Kieran, witnessing the cumbersome struggle, quickly retrieved a specialized capsule designed for containing living beings. “Dragging him like that is a hassle. Just put him in here,” he suggested, handing the capsule over with a sense of urgency.

Drake nodded in agreement, his expression shifting from annoyance to practicality as he unceremoniously tossed the unconscious Merlin into the capsule.

The capsule was engineered to hold therian prisoners, though it inflicted considerable discomfort upon them. It was typically reserved for criminals—an ironic fate for someone like Merlin, whose cunning had often placed him in the role of the villain.

With that issue resolved, the group wasted no time and set off immediately, their hearts pounding with a mix of adrenaline and anticipation.

Fortune favored them on their return journey; the mist in the valley was surprisingly thin, allowing visibility to be clearer than expected, and the lightcore signal remained strong and stable. They encountered minimal resistance—just a few high-tier beasts that Marcus and Drake dispatched with swift efficiency, their movements fluid and practiced.

As they traversed the rugged terrain, their figures danced like shadows, weaving through the jagged rocks and gnarled roots of ancient trees. Before long, Emma’s sharp eyes caught sight of several silhouettes racing toward them, her heart lifting at the recognition of familiar forms. Leading the charge were Lucien and Edric.

“Lucien! Edric! We’re here!” Emma called out, waving her arms enthusiastically, relief flooding her senses.

The two men rushed toward them, their expressions shifting from worry to relief as they took in Emma’s safe return.

“You’re back so soon? Where’s Malrik?” Lucien asked, his eyes scanning the group anxiously, searching for the familiar face of the wounded therian but finding only emptiness.

Emma quickly recounted the harrowing events that had unfolded in the cave, her voice steady but laced with concern. When Lucien learned that the figure they had encountered wasn’t Malrik but Merlin, a frown creased his brow. “So Merlin really does possess that unkillable ability?” he mused, a hint of frustration evident in his tone.

Silas nodded, his expression grave. “Yeah. That’s why I insisted Drake keep him restrained. Better to lock him up than risk him showing up again, trying to get to Emy.”

Lucien’s agreement came swiftly. “You made the right call.”

Turning his gaze to Emma, Lucien’s demeanor shifted, becoming serious and intense. “I received some news on my way here. The Enchanter Clan is hosting a grand banquet today—supposedly for their heir’s bonding ceremony.”

The group fell silent, the weight of his words hanging in the air like a storm cloud.

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