Taming My Vicious Feral Wolf Slave

ped open in the pi

air that tasted sharply of cop

skin. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bi

indly searching for the smooth gla

hey scraped against rough, prick

The breath die

blocked by the darkness, but the ambient sounds were entirely wrong. Th

gaps in what felt like wooden walls, r

t flesh of her thigh,

n shot up her leg. She gasped,

s not a

ched electronic beep exploded inside her skull. She clamped her hands over h

on System activated. Ho

ooth, and entirely dev

le of foul-smelling animal furs. She pressed her spine ag

" she screamed

x,'" the voice replied smoothly in her mind. "You have succes

lized in the air two feet from her face, casting

enter, pulsing in a terrifying, bl

executed by Elijah Cooper: 71

tasting like ash on her tongue. And then, li

ring her backlog of blog drafts and unedited footage from her last camping trip. The book was called something ridiculous like "Beast World: Rise of the Cursed Kings

ng at her ceiling. What a waste, she had thought

must have f

ed, her throat dr

to ever walk this continent-was betrayed and sealed away by the united tribes of the Beast World. Its soul shattered into seven fragments, each carryin

dry. "The seven ki

ade of destruction that reduces the Beast World to ashes," Alex finished. "Your task is to locate each of th

if I

he seven targets. If the Chaos Index of any single target reaches 100%,

a disaster zone. She could break down a whole salmon with her eyes closed, whip up a béchamel from memory, and tell you the exact internal temperature for medium-rare wagyu. She did not know how to save seven cu

for this, she wasn't the type to just lie down and die. If the u

body of Kaylee Melendez. You are the designated cannon fodder villai

eaned over the edge of the furs and dry-he

ntly forced their way into her brain. It felt like

thorned whip in her hand. She felt the sickening, euphoric rush of power as she bro

he whip, past the screaming, into a past that wasn't the o

e, the Crown Prince of the Moon Wolf Kingdom. His parents-the Alpha King and his Luna-had been betrayed by a rival house, struck do

was bought and sold a dozen times before his wolf blood was even fully awakened. Starving, beaten, and half-dead, he had finally been picked up b

ke Carpenter. And this morning, when Drake had come back from the forest carrying an unconscious

her down, that she would kill him herself. And when she had raised a stone blade to

desperate animal reflex. But the original Kaylee

ogger from Boston who had read this story and wept f

wore. The original Kaylee's sadistic pleasure clashed so violently with her o

imson. "Target individual Elijah Cooper's Chaos Index is surging. The original owner attacked h

ideo feed of a tribal plaza bathed in

e down from a massive wooden totem pole, bound by thick, thorny vines. Blood dripp

t night," Alex explained coldly. "The tribe is current

ic overriding her empathy. "If they kil

to the female who claimed him. If Elijah Cooper dies now, the resulting energy backlash wil

tely from Kaylee's face.

e three days.

et, watching his parents die. She remembered the whip, the hunger, the years of silence and suffering. She remembered the moment in the book wh

fragment of a cursed dragon lodged in his heart, a

because her life depended on i

the dirt under her bare feet anymore. Pure, unadult

adly she almost collapsed. She threw her weight

or bur

The deafening roar of a bloodthirsty tribal

y air, ignoring the sharp pain in her bare

s to move. She broke into a