Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 73

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

Corvin stood frozen, a statue of guilt and shame, the weight of his actions crashing down on him like a relentless tide. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and every gaze in the room seemed to pierce through him, exposing the raw truth of his misdeeds.

Before him lay Coalball, the small creature bound and gagged, a pitiful sight that shattered any remnants of bravado he had clung to. His heart raced, and he could feel the heat of embarrassment creeping up his neck, flushing his cheeks a bright crimson.

Emma’s eyes were locked onto Coalball, her heart twisting in anguish at the sight of the fragile creature. A whirlwind of emotions surged within her—shock, anger, and an overpowering urge to protect. Without a moment’s hesitation, she pushed aside any thoughts of Corvin and Edric, her focus solely on the being in distress.

“Hang on, Coalball, I’m coming!” she cried, her voice filled with urgency as she rushed forward, her heart pounding fiercely in her chest as she fought against the ropes that bound him.

Meanwhile, in the shadows, Louis wrestled with his own demons. The betrayal of Emma’s trust weighed heavily on him, gnawing at his conscience like a persistent itch he couldn’t scratch. He had crossed a line, and the guilt was suffocating. After a sleepless night filled with regret, he resolved to change, vowing to become the loyal suitor Emma truly deserved. He knew he had to confront the repercussions of his past choices.

As Emma knelt beside Coalball, her fingers trembling as they worked to untie him, Louis felt a jolt of electricity run through him. He squeezed his eyes shut, mortified by his feelings. How could he allow himself to be in such a vulnerable position, relying on a girl to save him? He should have been her protector, standing strong beside her in this moment of crisis.

He couldn’t bear to meet her gaze, the shame of his own failures weighing him down. Yet, deep within, he made a silent promise: once he regained his strength, he would make amends. He would be unwaveringly loyal to her, no matter the cost.

As Emma struggled to free Coalball, she noticed his body tense, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. A wave of panic surged through her.

“Oh no, Edric, I think Coalball just died!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with desperation.

Dead? Who’s dead?

In a heartbeat, Coalball’s eyes shot open, locking onto Emma’s with a spark of life that filled her with relief.

Edric, who had been observing the scene, couldn’t help but reach out and flick Coalball lightly on the head, a mix of irritation and relief flooding through him.

“You’re fine! Why are you scaring Emma like that?” he scolded, his tone laced with exasperation.

Coalball, overwhelmed and speechless, had merely closed his eyes out of fear; he hadn’t intended to cause such a scare.

“Don’t hit him,” Emma interjected, her heart settling as she realized Coalball was indeed alive. For a brief moment, she had genuinely feared the worst, imagining a world devoid of his presence. He was her lifeline, her steadfast companion, and the thought of losing him was unbearable.

Noticing the pallor on Emma’s face, Edric leaned closer, his voice softening as he spoke.

“Don’t worry, Emma. I checked Coalball with my mental powers. He’s got plenty of life left in him. He’ll be just fine.”

Emma scooped Coalball into her arms, a fierce protectiveness igniting within her. She shot Edric a disapproving glare. “He might be tough, but that doesn’t give Corvin the right to treat him like this.”

“Coalball may be a bird, but he’s a living being. Since I chose to keep him, I have to take responsibility and care for him properly.”

“Corvin was wrong to tie him up and mistreat him. I’m furious about that. But Edric, you’re not innocent either. You saw Coalball tied up and gagged. Why didn’t you help him immediately?”

In that moment, Emma held both of them accountable, her voice firm and unwavering. She had no time for favoritism; justice needed to be served.

“Emma, I’m truly sorry,” Edric said, bowing his head in genuine remorse.

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Emma felt her anger begin to wane, but her gaze shifted to Corvin, who was attempting to conceal himself beneath a blanket, his face completely obscured except for his little rear end sticking out.

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