Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 93

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

**The Violet Serpent’s Wrath**

“Corvin, come with me!” Emma’s voice sliced through the tension in the air, a fierce determination igniting within her.

Fury coursed through her veins like wildfire. For days on end, the alliance staff had been diligent, bringing her the freshest produce and the purest beast cores. They had greeted her with bright smiles, affectionately calling her “Boss,” while sharing the latest alliance gossip that danced like whispers on the wind. Emma had reveled in their care, allowing herself to bask in their kindness. But now, with the alliance under siege, hiding away in the cabin like a frightened bird was not an option. She was their leader, their friend, and she could not turn her back on them in their time of need.

Corvin, her steadfast companion, seemed to grasp the weight of her resolve. He nodded with fierce conviction, his eyes gleaming with loyalty. “Ms. Tibarn, do whatever you must. I will follow you—no matter if it leads to life or death.” His words were a promise, a vow that resonated deep within her heart.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Corvin shifted into his beast form, a magnificent creature of power and grace. He swept Emma off her feet and bolted from the cabin, charging toward the menacing serpent that loomed in the distance.

Meanwhile, Coalball, their ever-watchful companion, observed their swift exit but chose not to follow. Instead, he hurried to Emma’s bedroom, flapping up onto the desk, where he pecked twice at Silas, who was deep in thought.

“Alright, alright! I get it, stop pecking at me!” Silas exclaimed, exasperation lacing his voice.

“Chirp!” Lucien, the persistent bird, pecked twice more, as if demanding Silas’s immediate attention.

“Okay, okay! I’m trying to concentrate here!” Silas retorted, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Lucien was taking this opportunity to get back at him for something he didn’t even remember doing. But he knew he had to act; he couldn’t just stand idly by while Emma ventured into danger.

A soft indigo light blossomed along the thin branch of a nearby tree. Delicate green leaves began to unfurl, and a tiny, translucent flower peeked out, its four petals shimmering in the light. Lucien eyed the bloom with disdain, as if it were mocking him.

“Chirp!” He pecked Silas once more, urgency in his tone.

Silas called back, “This is already something! Emy is waiting for you—go!”

Emy? How dare he refer to her so casually! But Lucien had no time for arguments; he swallowed the four-petaled blossom whole and took off into the sky, determined to join the fray.

Emma and Corvin arrived at the chaotic scene just in time to witness the horrific spectacle of the serpent hurling an alliance worker high into the air before its blood-stained maw opened wide, ready to tear the unfortunate soul in half.

“Stop!” Emma shouted, her voice ringing with authority as she unleashed her ability. A powerful column of water surged upward, crackling with blue lightning, and shot straight toward the woman riding atop the serpent’s head.

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