Reborn As A Beast Queen with Too Many Husbands to Pet novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 I Need to Cuddle a Bunny to Calm Down

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Annelise drove her fist into the wall. “D*mn it! No wonder she ran even if it meant losing her tail. She went to tip them off. She couldn’t control the situation, so she decided to drag everyone down with her!”

Her first instinct was to leave-escape with her mate. With Adrian’s strength, Evan’s chicken- raising skills, Hudson’s cooking… she’d live just fine wherever she went.

But the chief immediately stopped her. “You can’t leave! If you go, they’ll slaughter the entire tribe. They’ll kill the cubs to force the adults to reveal where you went!”

“But if I stay, the tribe will still hand me over!”

The chief threw her arms around Annelise’s leg, insisting she absolutely could not leave. If she did, the entire tribe-over 300 people-would be wiped out.

The High Priest let out a weary sigh and rubbed his forehead. “Actually… Annelise, whether you leave or stay, the tribe might not escape disaster.”

He meant that if Annelise left, the shaman would wait until she turned 25. Then, when other tribes came to hunt her, they would kill cubs to threaten the adults into giving her up. If Annelise didn’t leave, those same tribes would still want to eradicate everyone, just to prevent her future offspring from being sheltered.

Annelise paused. “What kind of stupid rule is that? And why does a Calamity have to be treated like this the moment it shows up? Not every Calamity goes around losing their mind and destroying everything. Whoever caused the trouble should be the one punished-what’s it got to do with me?”

She licked her lips, thinking it through. “I still have about a year before I turn 25. After wint the whole tribe can migrate. I’m guessing the shaman needs time to heal. Even if she tells someone, as long as I don’t show my beast soul, no outsider should recognize me. We shoul have plenty of time to migrate. The hard part is how to explain this to everyone.”

She had never imagined she’d go from being a bystander on the sidelines to suddenly becoming one of the Four Calamities hunted by every living creature. She thought being the villain at the start was already rock bottom-turns out there was a deeper bottom waiting.

Seriously, heavens, is this your punishment for giving me a few handsome men?

“Trust that the High Priest will take care of explaining,” the chief said. “Things like this aren’t common, but they’re not unheard of.”

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Chapter 165 I Need to Cuddle a Bunny to Calm Down

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The High Priest picked up the thread. “And it’s the shaman who’s at fault. Everyone in the tribe knows that. Don’t worry-once they hear the truth, they’ll curse her through gritted teeth.”

“Huh?” Annelise didn’t quite catch up to that logic.

“Even if this didn’t happen to you, the shaman still encouraged the chief to kill her own people. She can’t stay,” Evan explained. “Everything she did was for her own position, her own selfish gain. So you don’t have to worry, Ms. Crawford. Our enemy has always been just one person.”

Surprisingly, their words encouraged her, and it suddenly clicked to her-this was a tribe, not a palace. These people were half-wild, not schemers used to intrigue. Their thinking was simple. Right was right. Wrong was wrong.

For the first time, Annelise felt a sense of belonging. And she thought that maybe…. this tribe really could be her home.

But she still felt uneasy. The shaman had crossed over from another world-logically, she shouldn’t allow the tribe to migrate. That lingering uncertainty gnawed at her.

After everything was said, Annelise leaned toward the High Priest and whispered, “Don’t kill the chief yet. I need to know the shaman’s past-when she came, when she started acting differently.”

By then, dawn was breaking. She needed to return home, explain everything to her mates, and refine more antidotes and healing pills. The only thing that gave her a sense of security now was medicine in hand.

So Annelise and Evan headed back.

She also needed time to process everything.

The Four Calamities… I’m one of the Four Calamities! No wonder it looked so scary.

When she got back, she ate an entire roast chicken and a whole plate of roasted vegetables. After explaining everything to her mates, none of them blamed her-every one of them agreed it was the shaman’s fault. But Annelise couldn’t help feeling anxious. Maybe it wasn’t exactly fear-more like dread of the unknown.

She hadn’t felt this emotion in a long time-that odd mix of worrying about others while hoping certain things wouldn’t happen. It was new and awful all at once.

Eventually, right before bed, she asked, “Whose turn is it to sleep with me tonight?”

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