After becoming the villainess Rowaine, doomed for abusing a werebeast, I swapped places with my sister in her arranged marriage—only to find my groom was a deadly werecat.
“You enjoy hurting my kind,” he said, eyes gleaming.
“The contract never demanded kindness,” I replied. “But I swear not to harm you.”
His shock was priceless.
So began our odd pact: a cat lover and a fierce werebeast, tied by an unexpected bond.
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