All the Furry Beast Husbands Are Top-Tier Bosses

A sharp, piercing pain shot through my wrist, like being brutally torn apart by the fangs of a wild beast, dragging me from a chaotic darkness. I jolted my eyes open. Before me was an extravagantly ornate dome, the light from crystal chandeliers cold and distant, flowing over velvet curtains and gilded furniture, offering not a trace of warmth. The air was thick with the chilling scent of pine, mixed with a faint… metallic tang of blood. My blood. I looked down and saw myself lying on an enormous bed, wearing a smooth, silk nightgown. And my fair…