Her Loyal Wolf - Chapter 1

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a man kneeling in my room.

When he saw that I was awake, he offered me the whip he had been holding above his head. “Please punish me, my lady.”

I snapped fully awake.

I took a closer look at him.

Sharp brows and eyes, a high-bridged nose, a strong, angular face. Paired with his immaculate Federation military uniform, he radiated enough raw masculinity to make anyone’s cheeks heat and heart race after a few extra glances.

He looked exactly like the rugged male lead of a novel.

I was still lost in his beauty when our eyes suddenly met.

His were a brilliant blue, and two furry wolf ears stood upright on his head.

Huh?

Wolf ears?

I froze.

Last night, I had stayed up late reading a Mary Sue beastworld novel about one heroine, nine husbands, and all the spicy things they got up to together.

And judging by the scene before me, I clearly hadn’t become the heroine.

I had transmigrated into the vicious supporting character who shared my name.

In the book, I not only abused my own husband every day, but also conspired with my lover to murder him.

When the plot came to light, Mo Bai—driven completely into darkness—killed me with his own hands and hacked my body to pieces.

Then, when he had lost all hope, he met the heroine. She redeemed him, and he joined the main cast.

Coming back to myself, I stared at the whip in front of me and genuinely didn’t dare take it.

I racked my brain for the plot until I finally figured out what was going on.

The original Ning Yuan had gone to Qingfeng House yesterday to drink and amuse herself, and had not come home until three in the morning.

Mo Bai had waited for her in the living room all night. Worried about her, he had merely suggested that she get more rest.

The original Ning Yuan had flown into a rage.

She had cursed Mo Bai up and down, then ordered her “jealous” husband to kneel until dawn and reflect on his behavior.

She hadn’t cared that he still had to work during the day.

When I did not take the whip for a long while, Mo Bai cautiously raised his brilliant blue eyes and gave me a puzzled glance, as if wondering why I had not started whipping him yet.

The careful, obedient way he moved made him look unbearably docile.

It was completely at odds with his appearance.

My heart ached for him at once.

What terrible luck, ending up with such a vicious wife.

At the same time, a spark of hope rose inside me. If I treated him well from now on, could I change the ending?

Could I return to my original world?

Step one: no more domestic violence.

But what was I supposed to do next? Mo Bai was a Federation general. There was no question that he was highly intelligent.

I could not let even the slightest hint slip that the soul inside this body had changed, or he would definitely notice.

If he took me for a monster and burned me at the stake, I wouldn’t even have anywhere to cry about it.

My gaze returned to Mo Bai. Seriously, a man in uniform was insanely handsome.

So the role I needed to play right now was that of a lecher who coveted his looks.

Perfectly reasonable.

Heh heh.

I slowly moved closer to Mo Bai, braced both hands on the bed, and leaned back slightly. Then I raised my right leg and planted my foot against his firm chest.

Little by little, I slid it upward.

The original Ning Yuan might have been foul-tempered and unpredictable, but she was stunningly beautiful. Her skin was luminous and pale, even her toes round and adorable.

Mo Bai kept his head bowed the entire time, though the wolf ears on top of it trembled faintly.

Giving in to a wicked impulse, I hooked a toe beneath his chin. “Look at me.”

Sure enough, his face flushed scarlet.

He tipped his head back to look at me. His brilliant blue eyes were like a boundless sea, deep enough to drown in.

He forced out a word, his voice choked and ragged. “My lady.”

I snatched the whip from Mo Bai’s hands and covertly tried to soothe him.

“How did I never notice how obedient you were before?

“Getting whipped is so bloody.

“If we’re going to play, we should do something more exciting.”

As I spoke, I leaned close and used the whip to bind Mo Bai’s hands. “How about I never hit you again?”

Beastfolk had powerful genes and averaged around six feet tall.

Mo Bai was well over six and a half feet. Even on his knees, he made an imposing mass.

Yet he was curled in on himself now, even his fluffy white ears crimson, looking utterly at a loss.

At the sight, I secretly rejoiced.

Maybe winning him over wouldn’t be so difficult after all.

Just as I was congratulating myself, a line of tiny, bold black text appeared above Mo Bai’s head—[Darkness Level: 90%].

Me: “?”

The corners of my mouth dropped at once.

Not laughing anymore.

I began to question my entire existence.

So this man in front of me, blushing and looking unbearably shy, was actually thinking about how to hack me to pieces?

In an instant, every desire I had to tease him vanished.