The Gods Above, the Wolfdog Below

[Mad loyal puppy versus cool, aloof deity, mutual firsts + doting romance + male lead goes mad with love]

Two years ago, she casually saved a gorgeous young doctor, only to discover that he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. He dragged her, a goddess who had lived for a thousand years, down from her altar. Once she’d had a taste, she ran away in the middle of the night.

Two years later, they met again at a hotel. He had become a mysterious power broker in the capital’s elite circles. Pinning her against the door, eyes bloodshot, he roared, “Sis, I risked my life for that night two years ago! Where do you think you’re running this time?”

She thought it was just a fleeting affair, but he became completely obsessed with her, willing to be her devoted servant.

“Big sister, I’ll give you the kingdom and my life. I’m only asking you to... love me once more.”

“What I want isn’t your body. It’s your heart!”

Only later did she realize he wasn’t sick; he simply loved her so much he’d gone mad. And her moment of compassion hadn’t been a coincidence. Fate had led her to find her only believer in her darkest hour.