Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 51

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

The forest was a tapestry of towering trees, lush grass, and a medley of fragrant herbs that filled the air with their earthy scent. It was a place where shadows danced beneath the canopy, and the night cloaked everything in a shroud of mystery.

Lucien, a creature of pure darkness, blended seamlessly into the dim surroundings, making him nearly impossible to spot among the thick foliage. Emma found herself searching anxiously, her heart racing as she scanned the area for any sign of him. Minutes slipped by, stretching into what felt like an eternity.

“I swear I saw him fall right here,” she muttered, frustration creeping into her voice.

Edric and Damian, standing a short distance away, exchanged glances as they sensed Lucien’s struggle through their mental connection. They had intended to inform Emma of his plight, but upon realizing that Lucien was male, an unspoken silence fell between them.

No words were uttered; it was a tension that hung heavy in the air.

Males, they knew, were notoriously possessive. The dynamics of their interstellar world dictated that they would compete fiercely for the affections of females, and with the imbalance of their numbers, the rules set by the Beast God loomed large over their interactions. Sharing Emma’s affection with other males was already a bitter pill to swallow. Now, the thought of a mere bird vying for her attention was simply unacceptable.

Not a chance.

Absolutely not.

Damian watched Emma’s growing distress as she continued her fruitless search for the unfortunate creature. Guilt gnawed at him, and he found himself apologizing repeatedly.

“I’m really sorry, Ms. Tibarn. I had no idea that was your lifeline. It was so hideous that I assumed it was some sort of beast lurking in the underbrush. I panicked and kicked it away without thinking.” His voice was earnest, but he could sense her frustration.

Emma met his gaze, her expression softening. “I know you didn’t mean to hurt him. Just help me find Coalball, please.”

Both Damian and Edric felt a wave of reluctance wash over them at the prospect of searching for the bird.

“Perhaps Coalball flew away after the fall,” Damian suggested, trying to divert her attention. “If you’re fond of birds, I can promise you some rare ones when we return. The interstellar world is teeming with fascinating creatures—some that can sing, some that can dance, and even a few that can talk.”

“Those birds don’t matter to me,” Emma replied, her voice firm. “Coalball is special. I promised him I’d bring him back. We have to find him.”

The weight of her words struck deep within her heart. Coalball was the very creature that had saved her life, and ever since Damian’s careless kick had sent him sprawling, unease settled in her chest like a heavy stone.

Seeing the fierce determination etched across her features, Damian and Edric exchanged glances, their resolve wavering. Should they truly bring the bird back to her?

Just then, a soft chirp broke through the silence, drawing their attention.

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