Turn Back Into a Big Cat!

Lu Yao, the Federation's first Omega chief mecha engineer. Because his genetic compatibility with Zhou Yunchen, an Alpha general of the Federation, was a staggering 95 percent, the Main Brain forced them into a marriage match. Matched marriages were required to last for three years. The general spent most of his time fighting on the front lines and came home only a handful of times. As soon as the three years were up, Lu Yao divorced him at once. He took nothing with him, except a snow leopard the general had supposedly just found and taken in. He had no particular desire to fall in love with an Alpha. But who doesn't love a big, fluffy cat? - Zhou Yunchen had always thought of Lu Yao as an isolated, icy peak: something to admire from afar, but never climb. Until someone schemed against him, turning him into a snow leopard that Lu Yao brought home. On the first day after Lu Yao brought him home: Faced with the imposing, ferocious aura of a wild beast, Lu Yao cautiously put a shock collar on him. A week after being brought home: The usually cool and sharp-tongued Lu Yao scratched under the snow leopard's chin, calling him "good boy," "sweetheart," and "my darling." Zhou Yunchen: ? A month later: Lu Yao grabbed the snow leopard's paw and buried his face in its long fur, inhaling deeply. Zhou Yunchen: ! A year later: Lu Yao was the one being pinned down and smothered by a huge pile of fluff. Lu Yao: Help! The cat's inhaling me! As he kept nuzzling his cat, it turned into a person. Lu Yao stared at the Alpha before him, leopard ears and tail appearing, while the scent of guaiac wood and a sense of danger surrounded him. "Zhou Yunchen! You..." ...Turn back! - The usually well-behaved long leopard tail now showed the strength of a wild beast, pinning Lu Yao's wrists. The scent of guaiac wood was spreading. "Engineer Lu, I've admired you for twenty years. I'll turn back into a leopard for you, but not right now." "Don't be scared. It's okay." "Please." - A cold, gorgeous cat-worshipping bottom x a seemingly cold but genuinely devoted general, gifted a wife by fate The bottom's pheromones smell like catnip. A few notes: 1. A sweet romance. 2. This is a spacefaring era. Human lifespans have increased, and people stay healthier. 3. People say, "When told of your faults, be glad; when you hear good advice, bow in gratitude." Coming soon: The Regent's Fake Childhood Friend In the second year of Tianxing, Regent Mu Baku controlled the young emperor and monopolized the court. He slaughtered the late emperor's children on a massive scale, turning the palace into a river of blood. The imperial relatives and court officials feared him like a demon from hell. The Third Prince, Yu Yuan, who had been missing for years, was brought back by a grand secretary just then, intending to challenge the regent. Dark currents stirred in the capital. - College student Yu Yuan got lost while hiking and spent seven days living wild in the mountains. At first, he followed the tearful old man in ancient garb, who kept calling him "Your Highness, the Third Prince," simply because he wanted a proper meal. He never expected the old man to kneel and refuse to get up, insisting that Yu Yuan lead troops to purge the court of traitors and kill the regent who was ruining the realm. Yu Yuan looked at his reflection, seeing a face identical to the Third Prince's but eyes that were worlds apart in their clarity. He gave an awkward laugh. "Me? Fight the regent?" I wouldn't stand a chance! Fortunately, he heard that the Third Prince had grown up with the regent and that they were as close as brothers. Yu Yuan decided to play the loyal brother, swear he had no ambitions for the throne, and keep himself alive. The regent likes listening to the zither? Play for him! The regent's legs always hurt? Give him a massage! The regent wants to bathe in a hot spring with his brother? Scrub his back! Regent... why is the way the regent looks at him getting stranger and stranger? - To install a puppet emperor, Regent Mu Baku purged the palace with merciless force. The first person to die before him was the Third Prince, who had grown up with him. Everyone believed he and the Third Prince were as close as brothers. Only Mu Baku knew how much it had hurt when the prince had insulted and tormented him back then, and how satisfying it had been to watch the prince die after poison coursed through his body. When the "Third Prince" appeared alive before him once more, Mu Baku thought he was dealing with a vengeful ghost who had died a violent death. He calmly played along with the "ghost," putting on a show of brotherly affection. In secret, he summoned monks, prepared men with blades and axes, and laid a trap. Late one night, he called the "ghost" over, ready to strike the fatal blow. Instead, he saw the "ghost" holding a quilt and staring at him blankly, looking a little confused and a little scared. The ghost tugged on his sleeve and asked quietly, "Huh? You want me to share your bed? Were we really that close... All right." Mu Baku: ...? - Ever since the regent invited him to the capital, the eminent monks had been lying in wait outside the Third Prince's hall every night, and had barely slept. They watched the ghostly Third Prince follow the regent around all day, growing more and more rosy and radiant. They had no idea how much yang energy he had sucked away, and the regent still wouldn't let them catch the ghost. The monks were beside themselves with anxiety. One night, the sound of a brocade canopy tearing and cups and plates smashing suddenly came from the hall. Was that the signal to attack?! The monks rolled up their sleeves, ready to charge in and fight. But the hall door creaked open. Through the gap, they saw the Third Prince sprawled among the soft pillows of a grand bed, completely naked. A glimpse of an alluring spring scene flashed before them. The next moment, a tall figure blocked their view. The regent stood in the doorway, wearing only an outer robe. His bare, muscular chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing, covered in bright red scratch marks. He looked down at them, his brow full of icy menace, and rasped, "Get out." Theme: May those who love each other treat each other with sincerity