Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 7

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

**Chapter 7: Sensible Enough to Know When to Back Off – Part 2**

Two days had passed since Emma emerged from the training room, a sense of fulfillment washing over her.

The beast cores Adam had provided were nothing short of extraordinary. With just a single core, her abilities had not only stabilized but had begun to flourish, gaining strength she hadn’t anticipated. If she could exhaust all fifty cores and perhaps acquire a few more, she could potentially break through to Rank 5—a milestone she had long dreamed of achieving.

After a refreshing wash, she decided to treat herself to a hearty breakfast before setting out for Astralis Forest. Her pantry was nearly bare, the fruits and vegetables dwindling to a mere memory. The thought of gathering fresh produce excited her, and the idea of hunting down a few Rank 4 or Level 5 beasts for practice sent a thrill through her. She understood that relying solely on beast cores wouldn’t suffice; real combat experience was essential for true growth.

With a towel draped over her shoulder, Emma stepped out of the bathroom, her mind racing with thoughts of the day ahead. Just as she was about to make her way into the kitchen, the doorbell chimed, slicing through her anticipation.

The smart robot whirred to life, rolling over to project the surveillance feed.

As the screen lit up, Emma’s breath caught in her throat. There, staring back at her, were a pair of languid, yet dangerously captivating eyes that sent her heart racing. What kind of eyes were those? They were lazy yet unreadable, powerful and exuding an aura of dominance that seemed to command respect. Just one glance from him could make anyone feel the urge to bow down before his presence.

The man standing at her door towered over six feet two, his stature imposing even through the digital screen.

His face was partially obscured by shadow, as if sculpted by the Beast God himself—cold, flawless, and utterly untouchable. Emma found herself unable to tear her gaze away from him, captivated by the intensity of his presence.

Outside, Drake’s eyes lazily scanned the villa’s lush green gate.

Behind him, Sebastian, the Grand Elder, stepped forward with an air of urgency, pressing the doorbell. Although Drake had initially preferred to face this alone, Sebastian felt a sense of unease at the thought of leaving him unaccompanied.

Ding-dong!

Sebastian stood at the gate, his voice polite and formal, “Honorable Ms. Emma Tibarn, your match, His Majesty Drake Smith, has arrived.”

Emma felt her heart drop. This man was her match? Drake Smith—the oldest name on her list, a figure she had only heard whispers about.

Without wasting a moment, she hurriedly tapped the control panel to open the gate. “Please, come in!” she called out, her voice trembling slightly with an unexplainable mix of excitement and dread.

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