Females enter an estrus period annually after reaching adulthood.
Since the galaxy’s collapse, this phenomenon has become more pronounced and frequent.
Females who secrete too many pheromones may even enter their estrus period multiple times a year.
To avoid this suffering, besides using calming agents, the only other option is to be marked by a male.
After being marked, the pheromones in a female’s body stabilize, and she will no longer frequently enter an estrus period.
But Wen Ran’s reaction tonight was far from normal.
Ize rubbed the ring on his thumb, engraved with the crest of the White Lion Clan, wondering what could have happened during his time away from home.
[Warning, your Frenzy Value has reached 70%!]
Ize pinched the bridge of his nose.
The accumulated fatigue from the past few days made him even more irritable.
He sat with his long legs spread, his body pressed deep into the sofa’s backrest.
A rough fingertip traced his lips, where the girl’s sweet scent still lingered.
The soaring Frenzy Value gave him a splitting headache, and it felt as if his very mind was being torn apart.
He opened the safe and took out a vial of milky-white pheromones.
He stared at the crook of his elbow, then, in a fit of self-loathing, threw the syringe back into the safe.
If anyone else had seen him treat the pheromones so crudely, they would have been sick with heartache.
This type of milky-white pheromone was priceless and highly sought-after at auctions, coveted by the nobility.
Even through the glass tube, one could smell the sweet pheromones within, capable of soothing a volatile Spiritual Body.
Ize leaned his head back against the sofa, laying an arm over his burning forehead.
He chuckled softly.
‘What a beast I am.’
The next morning, Wen Ran slowly opened her eyes, and the memories of last night came flooding back.
She couldn’t help but blush as she touched her lips.
‘What…
what did I even do last night?
Ahhh!’
‘I wanted to get closer to my fake brother and annoy my fake parents, but I didn’t think things would progress this quickly!’
‘Damn that You Bufan!
It’s all his fault for making my body this sensitive!!!’
Wen Ran bit her lip and punched her pillow.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
A rap came from the door.
“Miss Wen Wen Ran, breakfast is ready.”
Wen Ran cleared her throat and replied in a delicate voice, “Okay, I’ll be down.”
After washing up, Wen Ran chose a long dress from her wardrobe.
The material was light and soft against the skin, the color as white as milk.
The Beastman world had developed over tens of thousands of years.
It was no longer a primitive society of animal skins and cold caves.
The well-fed and well-clothed Beastmen had learned to use human civilization to enjoy life; their technology, entertainment, medicine, and cuisine were all highly advanced.
Wearing low heels, Wen Ran slowly descended the spiral staircase.
She immediately spotted the young man at the dining table, elegantly eating a steak.
“Good morning, brother.”
Ize’s hand, cutting his steak, paused.
He lifted his gaze slightly to take in the girl’s attire, his brow furrowing as his eyes landed on her delicate, exposed collarbones.
Seeing her brother’s cold expression, the smile playing on Wen Ran’s lips faded.
She obediently returned to her seat at the table and waited for the servants to bring her food.
Ize wiped his lips and lowered his gaze to Wen Ran, who was still unhurriedly eating her steamed egg with shrimp.
“You’ve come of age.
It’s time to fulfill your marriage contract.”
“You Bufan of the Hai Rui family will be moving into the villa today.
Once you two have cultivated your relationship, you can be partnered.”
The eldest daughter of Hai Rui’s family had fallen in love with a human male and given birth to a Half-beastman.
The very person who had brought her endless pain and torment in her past life.
Because he was deeply in love with the heroine, Wendy Mite, he couldn’t stand how Wen Ran was always causing trouble and bullying Wendy.
So after her identity as the fake young mistress was exposed and she was driven out of the house, he had imprisoned her.
Furthermore, to vent the heroine’s anger and to satisfy his own special perversions, he had tortured and humiliated her in a sunless basement.
Wen Ran’s knuckles turned white as she gripped her spoon.
Just hearing that name made her tremble from head to toe.
Ize keenly caught the fear in her eyes.
“If you don’t want to, I can have him come later.”
Wen Ran shook her head, a smile blooming on her flower-like face again.
“There’s no need, brother.
I’ll get along with him just fine.”
‘This time, I will become You Bufan’s Heart Demon!’
“As you wish.” Ize straightened his clothes, preparing to leave for the company.
After breakfast, a black business van drove into the manor.
A man in a white short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans was roughly dragged from the vehicle by several men in suits.
The male, bound by ropes of a special material, was thrown heavily to the ground.
His exposed skin was a patchwork of black and blue, exactly like the scene of their first meeting in her past life.
You Bufan’s expression was stubborn, his golden, slit-pupiled eyes looking coldly at the girl before him.
“I will never be partnered with you.
Give up!”
Facing You Bufan’s cold gaze once more, Wen Ran couldn’t help but tremble, her feet taking an involuntary step back.
“Insolent!
Is this how the Hai Rui family disciplines its people?” The old butler, Hunter, stepped forward and snapped harshly.
The lead man in the suit stepped forward, kicked You Bufan to the ground, and landed a vicious slap across his face.
Blood trickled from the corner of You Bufan’s mouth.
A black jiao dragon appeared above his head, roaring at the male who had struck him.
‘He was actually forced to reveal his Spiritual Body.’
The man sneered.
With a ripple of his shoulders, a larger, more robust white jiao dragon lunged at the one above You Bufan’s head.
The white jiao dragon effortlessly bit into the black one’s neck, its sharp teeth piercing the black dragon’s scales.
You Bufan curled up in pain, and two teeth marks appeared on his own neck.
‘So this was the You Bufan who had tormented her so much in her past life—now, he could only be casually bullied by others.’
The fear of You Bufan in Wen Ran’s heart lessened slightly.
She dug her nails into her palm and straightened her back.
“Forgive us, Miss Wen Wen Ran.
He’s just a worthless cur who needs to be taught a lesson.”
“This is his soul stone.
With this in your hand, his life and death are yours to command.
The Hai Rui family will not interfere.”
Wen Ran took a shimmering black stone from the man’s hand, rubbing it lightly between her fingertips.
“Ugh…”
You Bufan let out a pained sound from the ground.
If she were to crush this stone, You Bufan would not live.
Wen Ran thought back.
In her previous life, she had resisted the arranged marriage and never even met You Bufan.
‘So in my past life, who held You Bufan’s soul stone?
Ize?
Or my fake parents?’
Wen Ran stared in a daze at the dragon pattern on the black stone.
If she just crushed it, her nightmare would be over.
The butler Hunter’s low voice pulled her back to reality.
“Young Miss, the Hai Rui family’s banquet hasn’t happened yet.
He can’t die.”
Wen Ran remembered.
The true young mistress, Wendy Mite, was the one who had shot to fame at that banquet, awakening her S Level healing ability and earning the admiration of the upper circles.
And You Bufan was the ‘ticket’ to that very banquet!
So he couldn’t die now.
Ize and her fake parents wouldn’t allow him to die either.
Hunter was about to call a physician to treat You Bufan, but Wen Ran stopped him.
“He’s not dying.
Throw him in the first-floor storage room.
Let him learn his lesson.”
Hunter’s gaze tightened.
Looking at You Bufan’s increasingly savage expression, he agreed.
The servants moved You Bufan to the storage room and then quietly exited.
She gazed at the pathetic man on the floor, and the fear in her heart subsided a little more.
“Miss…
Miss Mite, I…
apologize for my behavior just now.”
“I imagine you don’t want to be partnered with a Half-beastman like me, either.
Why don’t you let me go?
I promise I’ll never appear before you again.”
A smile played on Wen Ran’s lips.
She walked over to him and pressed the pointed toe of her shoe onto his chest.
“You Bufan, do you really think I’d believe a word you say?”