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One Girl, A Pack Of Beasts

Brass Wren

Lillian woke in a werecreature universe as a total loser. Good news was that women ruled here and could take multiple mates, yet she still ended up as the one everyone looked down on. Compared to her talented sister at every turn, she watched her first match get stolen and her next four mates reject her without mercy. The first mate was the King of Succubine himself. On their very first meeting, he warned Lillian that he was only staying long enough to recover from his injuries-and that there could never be anything between them. The second mate was a merman. He took one look at her and said he had no interest in a loser like her, tossing her some cash so she could break off their bond herself. The third mate was the progenitor vampire-over a thousand years old. He admitted to admiring her sister instead and made it clear he had no interest in a layabout like Lillian. Lillian cut every bond and chose her own path instead. But as she rose higher and higher, those same men returned, full of regret and begging her to look at them again. The fourth mate was a werewolf Lillian had rescued from an underground fighting ring. She thought he might actually stay-until he revealed himself as royalty. And of course, he wanted to break their bond for more power.

Romance Fantasy Matriarchy Reverse Harem Fantasy Beast World

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For three years, I was the unpaid maid, cook, and accountant for my boyfriend Kieran's family. His mother, Jeanie, never let me forget my place. "You're not legally family," she'd say, whenever I asked for basic respect.

Then I found the messages on his phone. He and Jeanie were arranging his engagement to Carolina Farley, a wealthy heiress. They called me a placeholder—someone who was just "around" until a better option came along.

Jeanie sat me down and told me it was time to leave, confident I had nowhere else to go.

She was wrong.

While they slept, I earned my CPA license. While they spent, I saved every dollar. While they dismissed me as "just the girlfriend," I bought my own condo.

When Kieran finally came crawling back, begging for another chance, I had one thing to say:

"I'm already married. To a man who didn't need three years to know my worth."

He thought I'd wait forever.

He thought wrong.

Chapter 1

Aubrey Delacruz

They said I wasn't family because there was no marriage license.

For three years, that phrase was a hammer, beating down my worth while I cooked their meals, cleaned their house, and managed their struggling finances. Jeanie Cash, Kieran's mother, wielded those words like a weapon. "You're not legally family, dear," she'd say, whenever I asked for a seat at the main table, a say in household decisions, or simply a shred of dignity.

Kieran, caught between his mother's demands and my quiet presence, chose the path of least resistance. Always. His younger brother, Collin, simply floated through life, enjoying the benefits of my labor without a thought.

They saw a doormat. I was building a door.

The aroma of my lemon-herb roasted chicken filled the Cash family kitchen. I had spent hours preparing Sunday dinner—roast chicken, creamy potato gratin, fresh arugula salad, and Jeanie's favorite lemon tart. I carried the heavy platter to the dining room.

The family was already seated. Jeanie at the head. Kieran to her right, scrolling through his phone. Collin sprawled in his chair, smirking at something on his screen.

No one offered to help.

I placed the platter down and stepped back, moving toward the kitchen nook—a cramped space next to the pantry where my own modest plate waited. This was my spot. Away from the main table. A silent declaration of my status.

"Aubrey, dear," Jeanie called, her voice sweet yet sharp. "There's no room here. Why don't you eat in the nook? It's cozier, isn't it?"

I nodded, my throat tight.

From the dining room, I heard Jeanie's voice drift toward me. "It's really too bad Aubrey doesn't have more family. She always seems so… alone."

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