Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 53

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

“Don’t worry, Emma. I’ll take excellent care of it,” Damian assured her with a reassuring smile, his tone light yet sincere.

Damian quickly added, “Ms. Tibarn, I’ll help Edric too. I promise to make sure it’s well looked after.”

Emma couldn’t help but feel a mix of gratitude and apprehension. The thought of Lucien lying there, vulnerable and in need, stirred something deep within her.

You two fools just wait. When I’m back on my feet, I’ll settle the score with both of you! Lucien thought to himself, a simmering determination filling him with resolve. He could sense that Damian and Edric were up to something, but as a gentleman, he recognized the unspoken rule that prohibited him from intruding into a woman’s space. If it hadn’t been for the unfortunate accident, he would have never barged into her room so abruptly. So when Edric and Damian offered their help, he chose not to resist.

Emma observed Lucien’s passive acceptance of the situation. With a slight nod towards Edric and Damian, she declared, “Then I’ll leave it in your capable hands for now.”

After uttering those words, she hesitated, her gaze lingering on Edric. The warmth in her chest fluttered as she compared him to Drake. Edric was different; he genuinely desired to be her mate, and his gentle demeanor was a stark contrast to the harshness she had experienced before.

Should she invite him to stay on the third floor with her?

She couldn’t help but remember the strength in his arms when he had held her back in the forest. A little voice in her head giggled shyly, igniting a blush on her cheeks. She had heard whispers among other females that it was common for them to invite three matches into their rooms at once. Surely, it wouldn’t be too much to bring just Edric, right?

Clearing her throat, she summoned a bright smile. “Edric, my room is on the third floor. You—”

Before she could finish her thought, Edric interjected, his voice filled with eagerness. “Then I’ll choose the room closest to yours.”

Emma froze, taken aback. That wasn’t quite what she had intended. Why would he opt for the room nearest to hers? Wouldn’t it be preferable if he stayed even closer? Doubt crept in—had she misjudged his intentions? Perhaps he wasn’t as serious about being her mate as she had hoped.

“Edric, besides the rooms on the first and second floors, you can also stay with me,” she offered, her voice steady.

She was confident that she hadn’t read him wrong; he simply hadn’t picked up on her subtle hint. It was time to be straightforward.

Edric’s heart soared at her words. If a female invited her match to stay in her room, it was a clear sign of her affection. He felt a surge of joy bubbling within him, almost wanting to leap for joy. But he restrained himself, knowing the moment wasn’t quite right.

“Emma, I truly want to be in your room,” he confessed, his voice tinged with frustration and sadness. “But I’m currently at level nine peak. My mental power is unstable because I’m on the verge of leveling up. Until I successfully advance, I can’t go to your room.”

“Why not?” Emma asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. “If your mental power is unstable, I can help calm it down.”

She had managed to soothe even Drake’s tumultuous mind, so how could Edric be any different?

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