Ruri_Moon

Clint Alnyr Moon is Straight and lived a life most people only dreamed of. Billionaire parents. Mafia boss. Third-year college student with charm, danger, and the world at his feet.

Until the night everything fell apart.

Betrayed by the people he trusted most, Clint’s life comes to a sudden, bloody end. But death doesn't welcome him—instead, it spits him out into a strange new world.

A kingdom ruled not by guns or money, but by magic and bloodlines. Here, nobles carry the power of ancient beasts in their veins. Wizards bend the elements with nothing but a wand. 

But fate has other plans.

A chance encounter leads him to Duke Darius Valen Beaumont, the coldest and most feared man in the kingdom. A noble with dragon blood in his veins, and ice in his heart. A man no one dares to approach until now.

Clint never asked to be here. He never asked to meet the Dragon beastblood line Duke And he definitely never asked to become…

…The Duke’s bunny.

The Duke's Killer Rabbit [BL]

Maiven didn't stop being annoying. She kept sneaking glances at Clint, then suddenly flicked dirts at his face.

"Argh—Maiven!" Clint growled, wiping it off his cheek.

Maiven giggled again like it was the funniest thing in the world. "Your serious face is too funny!"

Clint clenched his fists. "Damn it, Maiven! Stop it already!"

Frustrated, Clint stood up and stormed off toward the stone fountain not too far from the greenhouse. It was an old one, with clean water constantly pouring from a dragon head-shaped spout.

He leaned down and splashed his face with the cold water, grabbing the bar of soap sitting at the side to scrub his skin. Eyes closed, he lathered fast, trying to get rid of all the dirt.

Then he heard a voice right beside him.

"You missed a spot. There's more dirt near your neck."

"Huh? There's still dirt? Where—"

Chapter 37: Guests