The World of Beasts: She's Got Their Hearts

Injuring or killing a female while in a berserk state wouldn't result in a death sentence, but it would mean spending the rest of your life locked up in Interstellar Prison.

"Ana, are you mad at me?" Finlay asked softly, tugging on the sleeve of her shirt like a needy puppy. And just like that, the clingy, wolf side of him came out in full force.

"No, I'm not," Analise replied, shaking her head. "Just remembered something. That's all."

A loud clang echoed through the room as Karl slammed his horns into the bars of the cage again. His eyes were even redder than before, and he was now violently ramming the metal with his head.

"It's probably time to administer another sedative and suppressant," Jay said, glancing at Analise.

"We bulls need higher doses than most therians because of our size. But even then, sedatives and suppressants aren't ideal, so we always use them sparingly. "Karl's willpower is unusually strong, so we don't need to use much more than we would for others."

Analise looked at Karl's horn, stuck awkwardly between the cage bars. It almost seemed like he was trying to pull it free. She stepped forward and placed her hand gently on the horn.

Jay opened his mouth, like he wanted to stop her, but hesitated. Scott and Finlay froze, too, clearly unsure what to do.

The moment Analise made contact, dark energy began to rise from Karl's body and flowed straight into her chest. She was the only one who could see the dark energy.

From the outside, it just looked like she was holding onto his horn.

"You guys look like you want to say something," Analise said, noticing the shift in their expressions.

"It's nothing." Jay wanted to say something but quickly shook his head when he saw Scott's warning look.

As the Vexoth venom slowly left Karl's system, his eyes cleared, and he slowly turned back into his therian form.

Karl's ears turned red, and his horns burnt up when he noticed the strange, beautiful woman holding onto his horns.

"Huh?" Analise blinked, feeling the temperature shift. She looked up at him, confused.

Karl was still avoiding her gaze, but since he was so much taller, she got a good look at his face when she tilted her head back. He had round eyes, a slightly fuller lower lip, and overall pretty decent features. There was a small scar near his right ear-about the length of her pinky finger.

"Thank you for calming me down," Karl stammered, his horns burning hotter by the second.

"No problem. Your father paid 30,000 Astral Ambers for it," Analise said bluntly.

Analise had to continue the

purification process, so she couldn't

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burning. Instead, she adjusted her hand slightly.

She thought his horn felt warm due to her grip and the purification of the Vexoth Venom.

"Umm... Please don't move your hand," Karl said, his voice barely more than a whisper as he quickly turned his head away and bit his lip.

Analise was dumbfounded. Now she knew why the others had looked like they wanted to say something but didn't.

She glanced over at Scott, Finlay, and Jay. All of them were studiously pretending to be focused on

anything but what was happening. Sighing inwardly, she refocused on

purifying the last of the Vexoth Venom.

When the process was finally complete, Analise let go of the horn.

But suddenly, everything went black, and she collapsed.

"Ana!"

"Ms. Chambers!"

"Hey!"

Three voices shouted at once.noveldrama

Finlay caught her before she hit the ground. Scott immediately pulled Astral Ambers and nutrient packs from his pocket drive.

He crushed a few of the Ambers in front of her, letting the pure, glowing energy rush into her body. Then, he toreopen a nutrient pack and gently began feeding it to her, drip by drip.

Karl stayed close to the cage bars, his expression tense as he watched her.

He could feel his body healing, all thanks to Analise. But he would never forgive

himself if something happened to her because of this.

The bitter, metallic taste of the nutrient fluid hit Analise's tongue. Her face scrunched up, and her eyes fluttered open.

"I can drink it myself. You're torturing me like this!"

She took the pack from Scott, pinched her nose, and chugged it all in one go.