Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 59

**Chapter 59: The Bent Stick**

After Edric finished speaking, he turned to face Emma, an unmistakable tension creeping into his voice, a tightness that reflected the uncertainty swirling in his mind.

“Emma, Kael will probably come by soon. Do you want to see him?” he asked, his tone laced with concern.

Emma shook her head vehemently, her resolve firm. “We already went through with the dissolution. Why would I bother seeing him?” Her voice was steady, but inside, a whirlwind of emotions churned. The thought of facing Kael, the man she once shared so much with, felt unnecessary and burdensome.

She suspected that Kael was the blond guy she had rescued the other night, a fleeting moment that felt like a lifetime ago. “He already paid me when I saved him, and the dissolution is done. There’s no reason for us to meet,” she added, her mind already drifting to the more pressing matter at hand.

“Edric, didn’t you say you’d take me to the Interstellar Hunter Alliance? I’ll pack now. We leave in thirty minutes.” The excitement bubbled within her, a palpable thrill coursing through her veins. Finally! She would escape the confines of F–268 and venture into the vast unknown.

Emma had always traveled alone, her spirit tethered by a fear of straying too far into the cosmos. But with Edric by her side, the universe felt open, inviting her to explore its wonders. Just the thought of it sent a thrill through her, igniting a spark of hope and adventure.

“Cheep–cheep!”

At that moment, Coalball came tumbling down the stairs, his tiny form a flurry of feathers and determination. After a series of clumsy rolls and scrambles, he made his way to Emma’s feet, flapping his little wings in excitement.

“Cheep!” he called out, his voice a blend of urgency and eagerness. If you’re going to the Interstellar Hunter Alliance, take me and Silas too!

“Coalball!” Emma exclaimed, her heart melting at the sight of him stubbornly trying to climb up her leg. She scooped him up, cradling him in her hands. “You want to come with me?”

“Cheep!” Coalball nodded vigorously, his tiny beak bobbing up and down with enthusiasm. Then, tilting his head, he began to draw a short horizontal line in her palm, his eyes sparkling with intent.

“Where’s Silas?” Emma wondered aloud, her mind racing back to earlier when she had placed Silas in the pocket of her combat suit. Coalball seemed anxious, hoping she was taking good care of his friend.

Edric observed the little bird snuggling up to Emma, a mix of annoyance and amusement flickering across his face. He fought the urge to scoff. Plenty of birds in the Empire are clever, he thought, but Coalball was far too homely to be acting this bravely in front of her.

Emma, oblivious to Edric’s internal struggle, focused intently on Coalball as he pecked away at her palm, drawing lines with a fervor that puzzled her. Suddenly, a memory sparked in her mind—the stick she had pulled from his body the first time they met.

“Coalball, you want that stick back, don’t you?” she asked, her voice softening.

Coalball nodded emphatically. “Cheep–cheep!”

Yes! Where’s Silas?

Emma’s eyes widened as realization struck her like a bolt of lightning. She smacked her forehead in frustration. “Oh no. I think I tossed it into the washer with my clothes.”

Lucien, who had been resting in her hands, froze in shock, his eyes wide as he processed her words.

Edric blinked, utterly confused. “Emma, what stick?”

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