Summary
My best friend and I transmigrated into an orc romance novel. She married the Wolf King and spent her nights brushing out his fur. I married the Snake King and had to deal with two of them every single night. Gritting her teeth, she said, “Let’s run.” I nodded without hesitation. If I didn’t run now, I was genuinely afraid I’d die in that bed. In the end, the two of us were caught together. The Snake King coiled around my waist, his expression cold and dark. “No matter how much you cry tonight, I won’t stop.” The Wolf King pulled my best friend into his arms. “Baby, my breeding season is here!”