Sunnylee

Wan'ou, a modern career - oriented woman, accidentally falls into a time - tunnel and lands in a mysterious ancient world. In this world filled with magic and power, she gets involved with a silver wolf and the arrogant Prince of the Royal Wolf Kingdom, Du Gu Lue.
At first, she witnesses a shocking scene of the silver wolf with a woman, and later, she is brutally violated by the silver wolf. Just when she thinks her life has reached rock - bottom, she meets Du Gu Lue. However, Du Gu Lue's possessive and domineering nature subjects her to more humiliation and pain.
As the story unfolds, Wan'ou becomes entangled in the complex relationships among different people and is also involved in the power struggles between countries. Amidst all these hardships, she gradually discovers her own strength and the mystery behind the silver wolf's curse. With the development of the plot, she is faced with a series of choices and challenges, such as choosing between love and hatred, and between personal feelings and national righteousness. Will she be able to break free from the shackles and find her own way in this strange world?

Beauty and the Beasts: A Forbidden Love in a Mythical

Wan Ou stared up at the proud creature, its gaze dismissive of everything around it. As it crouched on the ground, it was easily over two meters tall.

"I beg you, don't bite me. I'll do anything for you…" She promised, though she knew full well she'd never keep it once she was out of this room and safe. Who would ever honor a promise made to a wolf?

The silver-white fur shimmered under the moonlight, almost like fine silk draped over its strong and imposing form. It seemed to understand her words. Its deep, penetrating eyes studied her for a long while before it extended its long, pink tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

Its actions were natural for a beast, but they sent a violent tremor through Wan Ou. The soft, warm sensation of its tongue made her heart race. An overwhelming feeling—somewhere between fear and excitement—shot through her, leaving her frozen in place, unable to look away from the bloodthirsty wolf's face and those glowing green eyes.

"Your… fur is so… beautiful…" She stammered, her words sincere despite her trembling. She wanted to reach out and touch it. Was this a dream or reality? But her fingers were frozen, unable to move, and even her teeth felt like fossils. She couldn't speak clearly.

The wolf's gaze was complex, its green, mystical eyes shifting with thought as it looked down on the small, terrified Wan Ou.

"You're beautiful too!" Wan Ou said, gazing up at it with admiration, a part of her cursing herself for the sudden sense of awe she felt. Wasn't she always the one who could charm men? She had been the sales champion in her company. What was flattering a wolf compared to that?

Male creatures always loved the flattery of females!

She could clearly see the wolf's eyes soften, as if it had been moved by her words. It seemed this silver wolf was no stranger to human emotions. It hadn't truly earned the affections of the beautiful women, after all.

Seizing the moment while the wolf's instincts hadn't fully returned, Wan Ou knew she had to find a way to escape before it did. Tentatively, her hand reached out, stiff as a zombie's, and she began to stroke the wolf's beautiful, silver-white fur. Seeing it seem to enjoy the touch, she boldly slid all ten fingers deeper into its fur.

Suppressing the fear that bubbled up inside her, Wan Ou quickly placed her hand over its heart. She could feel the steady rhythm of its pulse…

The rapid beating of her own heart pulsed through her fingertips, causing the silver wolf's green eyes to narrow. Since humans first gained the ability to speak, lying had become much easier, but the wolf could see through fear and deception. In the jungle, no lie escaped its sharp gaze.

It was a race against time, tears streaming down her face. The next moment could be her death—no one would doubt the wolf's vicious power. One moment, she was a beautiful woman, and the next, her neck might be snapped.

"Don't bite me…" Her throat was too tight to speak, her lips moved mechanically, repeating the same words. Tears streamed down her face, silently falling onto the silver wolf's paw.

No crack or snap, only a deep sigh.

Wan Ou seriously doubted that her panicked ears had misheard. Could a wolf truly sigh?

But slowly, the malice in its eyes faded. It lowered its head to look at the wet paw that had caught her tears.

Chapter 3:A Wolf's Unexpected Mercy