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If you play with the wolf, it will bite back. That is a lesson Emelia might learn the hard way.
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“All alphas are beasts, ready to chew and swallow anything they like. It is their nature to devour and dominate. So, Lea, would you become your cousin’s shield and protect her fragile self? After all, unlike her fragile omega self, you are strong. Please, protect her and take her place.”

And just like that, those words became Emilia’s shackle and bound her to a duty that was not even her own.
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The Heinsberg Mansion, also known as the Dog Prison, was known as a prison for alphas who lost their reason and were cursed. It was the place where the wealthy and rich hid their filth. One of the Heinsberg family’s old traditions was to make sure this place was well-kept and all the prisoners were well looked after.

Emilia, an orphan beta, was taken in by her aunt, the head of the Heinsberg family, for this reason—to replace her fragile omega daughter in the dog house.

That was how Emilia came to the Heinsberg mansion and became its warden. Raised as an alpha despite being a beta, how long can she play the role and control the wild beasts of the mansion?

After all, it is an alpha’s nature to devour everything in its path, and Emilia’s body has started to feel weird living with these alphas day in and day out as well.

Now, she has only one choice—to either be devoured or devour these alphas back and secure her position as the top of the mad house.
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You are in here for smut, r18, alpha, and more smut and reverse harem. Smut will likely be after ch 10 as per WN rules, but there would be a lot. Please give PS. I will only do 1 ch/day unless I get incentive to do more.

Taming the Cursed Alphas

As Emelia stepped into the Heinsberg Corporation's main building, a familiar chill washed over her—not from the air conditioning, but from the cold, assessing gazes that followed her every step.

The polished marble floors, glass-paneled walls, and sleek minimalist decor hadn't changed since her last visit, back when she had been the candidate for CEO.

Back when people greeted her with polite nods, tight smiles, and eager attention. Now, as she walked past the front lobby and deeper into the building, the air felt different.

Stiff backs straightened at the sight of her, but eyes turned away just as quickly.

Some people pretended to be immersed in their phones or documents, others outright shifted direction to avoid crossing her path. It wasn't hard to understand what was happening—they recognized her.

They remembered. But none of them wanted to acknowledge her now.

Ch 32: The Bold Welcome - 2