Seven Wicked Wolves Are Too Much to Handle

I only have a free-spirited nature. Surely that doesn't mean I deserve to invite wolves into my home, especially seven of them!

A certain wolf collapses limply into my arms, "accidentally" revealing a large expanse of bare skin. Those watery eyes gaze at me. Awooo, I squeeze my eyes shut in agony, wavering between pouncing and holding back. At this rate, I'm sure to bleed to death from a nosebleed, so for the sake of my health...

In an instant, I transform into a tigress. "You lot, lie down and behave! I'm taking you one at a time!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.