Lora Sharp was adopted by the noble Sharp family on Main Star of Alpha since she was young. The Sharp family treated her well, and Lora had always been grateful. However, everything became awkward for her when they finally found the long-lost true heiress, Silvia Sharp.
The Sharp family members said, "Lora, we've raised you for ten years in the Sharp family. How could you compete with Silvia for things?"
Her fiancé added, "Lora, Silvia accompanied me during my sensitive period. It's all my fault. Please don't blame her."
Silvia Sharp apologized, "Lora, I didn't mean to touch your Light Brain or submit the marriage gene matching request."
According to Alpha Interstellar laws, once a marriage application is submitted voluntarily, it cannot be revoked.
"Silvia Sharp, I don't want any of your things," Lora Sharp turned around and resigned herself to bringing her affectionate husband back.
Then she saw an exceptionally handsome man going through his rut. His furry dog-like ears trembled gently, and his clear gaze was enchanting. Nine silver-white tails danced lightly behind him. The pheromones in the air were intoxicatingly pleasant.
He made a milky sound and asked, "Sister, are you here to take me home?"
Lora nodded vigorously! Yes, she must bring him home!
Little did she know that the one she brought home was not an ordinary therianthrope but the imperial prince, the youngest and highest-ranking Commander on the entire Alpha planet!

Stellar Love: An Unexpected Husband

Silvia Sharp ultimately remained silent, leaving with a deeply dejected expression. 


Through her probing, Lora Sharp finally confirmed that although the other party knew a lot, there were certain limitations preventing them from speaking openly. 


At the very least, they couldn't directly reveal the truth. 


As for the other party's intentions... though the specifics remained unclear, Lora Sharp was absolutely certain that they were targeting her. 


Despite Silvia Sharp's remarkable cleverness and her ability to maintain a humble demeanor, Lora Sharp could discern whether the intentions were good or malicious. 


Sitting there, she rubbed her temples, trying to sort out the events of the past few days. 


Her impending wedding with Ninth Prince was imminent, but there was one question: What about Marcus Wood?


Master, You Seems a Bit Intentional