Beastworld Bride: My Seven SSS-Rank Alpha Mates

The delicate lace trim caught Alistair’s attention—pink lace, no less. "Did my mate actually like pink?" he wondered.

"Whatever. I’m her beast husband now. Doing her laundry isn’t exactly weird territory," he thought.

He held the fabric like it contained classified intel, his battle-hardened hands surprisingly gentle with the delicate material.

By the time he finished washing everything, exhaustion hit him hard.

"I’d better get used to this. Make it a regular thing."

He’d already been making excuses to come back here more often. "But where the hell is Elara?"

Kitchen, maybe?

He checked—no Elara, but dinner was already prepared and waiting.

His muscles tensed.

"She went out again?"

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Elara’s POV

I sat in my spaceship, scrolling through research on how beastmen leveled up their powers in this world. Two main options: absorb Crystals or hunt insectoids for Feral Cores.

Crystals were nearly impossible to find—especially natural Holy Crystals. Plus, there was that whole elemental conflict thing. Try to boost my aqua power with a Fire Crystal? My energy would go haywire and I’d literally explode.

Hunting insectoids was even more dangerous. They’d all retreated to Obsidian World after their last defeat, and the galaxy had some kind of truce with them right now.

Besides, those things were vicious as hell. During the war, it took entire battleships to bring them down. There were still some roaming around out there.

But they were smart, cunning, brutal—operating with a hive mind that made them terrifying opponents.

I valued my second chance at life way too much for that kind of risk.

Forget it. Everyone’s struggling. I’m heading home.

Level I was perfectly fine. I didn’t need to become some god-tier warrior. My wood power was enough to get by.

Feral Cores could be bought with credits, though. I checked my phone and nearly fainted. One Feral Nexus cost between enormous amounts of credits.

And there are different grades? Are they seriously that expensive? Do they have drop rates too?

My guess was right on the money. Like Holy Crystals, not every insect carried a Feral Nexus. It was mostly pure luck. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

I let out a heavy sigh. I’d never even seen a Feral Nexus in person, but I already felt broke. The credits I had wouldn’t buy even one decent Nexus.

I turned the spaceship around and punched in my destination. The second I hit enter, something slammed into my ship with brutal force.

My stomach dropped, dread washing over me.

No freaking way. Did I just jinx myself?

I was literally just talking about insectoids—and now they’re here?

Another violent crash shook the entire ship. The control panel flashed red: direct contact with insectoids confirmed.

I quickly scanned for the nearest landing spot. I’d fought zombies in my past life. Insects were nothing I couldn’t handle.

And they sure as hell weren’t going to destroy my spaceship—this thing had cost me a fortune.

I grabbed my protective suit, tied my hair back tight, pulled down my goggles, and retrieved the Dragonfire Blaster Alistair had given me from storage.

Ready for war, I stepped out of the main cabin. Lucky me—I was hovering above some deserted asteroid. I checked the distance to the ground: way too high for a normal landing.

Maybe I could use my spatial power.

Decision made, I jumped off the spaceship. I adjusted my position mid-fall, stored my precious ship away at the same time, and dove straight into my dimensional space.

——

The B-class male insects froze in confusion. Where had she gone?

But their razor-sharp sense of smell quickly picked up her trail.

"After her!" one of them snarled.

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Elara’s POV

I glanced back and picked up speed in my fall. Getting caught mid-air was not an option. I needed solid ground to fight back properly.

My grip tightened on the Dragonfire Blaster. The insects were closing in fast—time to make my move.

I pressed the trigger exactly like Alistair had shown me. Green smoke exploded outward, and the blast tore through the air.

First time using it, so my aim was garbage. The blazing dragon fire missed the insects completely, but it bought me precious distance.

That was all I needed.

When I was close enough to the ground, I jumped out of my dimensional space. I moved with lightning speed. Vines erupted from my hands as I activated Woodward and Venomforged simultaneously.

I’d devoured tons of insect novels in my past life.

Those authors treated readers like absolute trash. Males dominating everything, females powerful but enslaved, forced to fight and breed constantly. Why? Why were they so twisted when they had that kind of power?

I’d spent countless nights furious over those ridiculous plots. Today wasn’t just about getting a Feral Nexus. Today was about letting out every bit of that rage.

Venomforged smoke spread everywhere. I spun sharply in the thick fog—and grinned when twisted giant trees and massive leaves burst up from the ground around me.