Novel & Cerita A Man In A Beasts World

Narrah grumbled defensively. "You have no right to negotiate with me!" he incredulously countered. "Why not? I'm entitled to my freedom" she retorted. He stared at her as if she lost her mind. If it's just someone else, she will now be lying on the floor, lifeless. But it's Narrah, and he could not deny the unseen, pulling him to her. "Until you are in my world, you will obey me. Beast world is far different...more dangerous than the human world. Treacherous rogues are everywhere, ready to rip your throat" he intently explains, making her look at his earnest eyes by cupping her chin.

I was born in the Forest Lion Tribe, the only tribe of the Lion race in the whole Beastman World. A regular beastman had two forms, which were passive and aggressive. Their passive form was their human or human-like form, while their aggressive form was their beast form. Male beastmen were naturally hatched in their aggressive form and will be able to transform into their passive form once they reach the age of seven. In our tribe, at this age, he was required to attend school with all the other Cubs under the teaching of the assigned elders.

His eyes grow wide as he says, "You do. There was a very bad man who lived in this area. He somehow knew we were coming and he blocked us. By the time we thought we had eliminated him, he showed up. Right in front of us he just stood there laughing." I swallow hard as I look into his eyes. "So, where is he now?" The beast looks down at his feet and starts to cry. "He killed three of my beast friends an I left." He killed three of them. He must have some kind of power to avoid getting gotten by the beasts that were sworn to destroy it all for a reset. "Well, maybe I can take him out. How about we work together to find this man?" When he stands up straight, his head hits the top shelf alcohol

Bothered by the light, I sit up with a building headache, freezing in motion when I spot Beast pulling down his pants further away. What is he doing? Blinking to focus my eyes, I stare at the tall man, sweating once I catch sight of his glorious equipment. Thick, long, and perfect: could you ask for more? Spit catches in my throat, my face heating as I'm unable to swallow or pull away from the display of him. "W-What are you doing?" My voice cracks at the end. Beast casually pees in a pit but stops once he catches me gawking at him. Startled, he spins around to hide his colossal battleax, and instead, I'm caught staring at his fine bubble butt.