Reborn As A Beast Queen with Too Many Husbands to Pet novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 The Way a Cat Melts

Where did cats like to be scratched?

Under the chin, behind the ears, or maybe at the base of the tail?

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So Annelise treated the man exactly like an oversized cat. She scratched his chin first, then rubbed the soft fur of his beast ears.

“Mmrr…”

He melted. His body rolled lazily onto its side, his hands curling against his chest like His eyes turned a misty red, and even his usually pale lips flushed.

“Oh my, you’re adorable. Do you have a name?”

He shook his head. He had long forgotten what he used to be called.

“Then I’ll call you Rokky,” Annelise said.

He lowered his head.

paws.

In a tiny voice, he whispered, “I’m not adorable at all… I’m not worthy of being your mate. The chief won’t allow it. You should end the bond before it’s too late.”

Just as he said that, Clara arrived with her group of mates, climbing up the mountain path.

They didn’t bring torches. Instead, they carried fire lanterns made from beast hide- weatherproof ones for snow and rain.

A voice called out, “Ms. Winslow, I smell thick blood. That thing’s been tearing into poultry. It must be deeper inside.”

“Right. I wonder if Annelise is still alive.”

Someone scoffed. “Ms. Winslow, Annelise can’t do anything right. All she does is punish mates with spirit energy. There’s no way she hunted that monster. She’s probably been eaten.”

Clara let out a soft laugh. “That’s what my mother wanted anyway. Who told her to question my mother? A sacrifice passed down since ancient times, and she dared doubt it. Her brain is rotted from all that drinking. Stirring the tribe up like that–pathetic.”

When the group reached the pool, Clara spotted Annelise instantly.

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She froze. “You… You actually…”

Yes, I heard every word, Annelise thought.

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She stood and pushed her wet hair back, saying calmly, “Clara, you’re late. I already bonded with this shifter. He’s harmless now.”

“What?”

Annelise tried to pull the tharok shifter forward to show them, but he kept his head down and refused to move.

Clara’s mates stared in disbelief.

“That’s impossible. He’s a monster who attacked our people for years. How could he suddenly be harmless?”

“Right–and he’s never been able to form a bond. No female could. And you? A bottom–rank female whose spirit energy barely controlled your two mates? Any stronger male would never bend to you.”

Annelise arched a brow and smiled. “Well, luck was on my side. Go ahead–smell him. He’s already my male.”

She yanked Rokky closer and pinched his handsome face. “See? Look at those clear eyes. Doesn’t look crazed at all.”

Clara pressed her lips together and motioned for her mates to check.

The mates circled the tharok warily. One sniffed his hands, another sniffed his neck.

Rokky shrank back the whole time.

Suddenly, a black–furred mate bumped him hard–subtle enough to pretend it was an accident.

Rokky swallowed the pain and stepped back, pretending nothing happened. He didn’t want to cause trouble for Annelise.

Then a brown–furred mate went further and punched Rokky straight in the stomach. Rokky doubled over.

“Mm!” He coughed.

This time, he couldn’t hold the sound in.

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Annelise moved instantly, blocking him. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Rokky quickly said, “It’s fine–I’m okay.”

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“It’s not fine! He clearly hit you. If you want to test him, do it openly. Sneaking in cheap shots isn’t a test–it’s cowardly.”

Rokky shook his head harder, insisting he was fine.

Clara said coolly, “This is standard procedure. We must confirm whether he’s still capable of going berserk.”

Annelise frowned. “You do realize why we came up here, right? To hunt him. But now that I’ve bonded with him, there’s no reason to hunt. Problem solved.”

Clara looked down on her as always. “We’re responsible for the whole tribe.”

She turned to her mates. “Well? Is the bond real?”

The mates looked bitter, but they nodded.

“It’s real. The monster reeks of Annelise’s scent.”

Clara clenched her fist behind her back and said coldly, “Then we’ll go see my mother. She needs proof he’s harmless. My word isn’t enough.”

Annelise almost laughed. They beat the man, and now they talked about rules?

She looked at the tharok. “Rokky, besides the brown one, who else hit you?”

“No one… no one else.”

Right. Annelise picked up a stone and hurled it at the brown–furred mate.

It only made him stumble. If it had been a normal person, his skull would’ve cracked.

The mate and Clara spun around to glare at her.

Worried they’d retaliate, Annelise grabbed a flat rock with her other hand and smashed it right into Clara’s face.

Blood streamed instantly.

Clara stood there, stunned–only for a second–before she exploded in a furious roar.