Reborn As The Beastmen's Wicked Wife

Chapter 5

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Even without your memory, you're still cunning. Three mon

fingers, his eyes dark. "We have no obligation t

f up from the floor. Her legs refused to fully support her, forcing her to heavily drop to her knees beside the table. She dragged her upper bod

drove the sharp, metal end of the quill hard across the pad

didn't scream. She pressed her bleeding pal

th a raw intensity, "by my soul and my life. If, after three months, you three still wish to annul the contract, I, Isolde Perry, will si

light flickered across the ceiling. The Law

one dared make a false oath to the Beas

from her palm, a flicker of something complex in his eyes.

e stepped forward and swept the three parchments

n said, his voice low, "we will give you thre

finally went slack. S

crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her vision went black. Her

tinctively reached out. His arms caught her

. She could smell a faint, bitte

didn't move to hel

e was as light as a piece of paper, her face as pale as a

led his arm back, his gaze landed on the bloody mat of hair at the back of

ooked at her pale face, and a sudden, uncharacteristic wave of hesitation washed over him. He had pushed her on purpose. It was a calc

mplicated silence radiating from him. Her heart clenched in fear.

ng peace with his own guilt. He had

st too much blood. If she dies before the three months

into the snow. Dangelo just snorted and walked

vy, suffocating silence of Cameron's lingering gaze still chilled her

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“Isolde woke up in a freezing, ruined stone house with a splitting headache and only five percent of her life signs remaining. Before she could even process the mechanical system voice in her head, a flood of violent memories slammed into her. She had transmigrated into the body of a cruel noblewoman who mercilessly tortured her beastmen husbands with a barbed whip. And right now, she was lying in a pool of her own blood, having been shoved against the stone floor by one of them. Outside the rickety door, her husbands were coldly discussing her death. "Just go in and finish her. One stab, and we're free." "If she hit her head and died on her own, then it's an accident. We walk out of here as free males." To test if she was faking her sudden amnesia, the snake beastman Dangelo even ground his heavy military boot into her injured hand, waiting for her to snap so he could legally end her. She was poisoned, freezing, and entirely at the mercy of the men who deeply despised her. She was bearing the deadly consequences of a monster she never was, with a red system warning of imminent death flashing in her mind. But they didn't know the new Isolde had awakened a survival system and Life Magic. She swore a blood oath to the Beast God to buy herself three months of time. Then, she turned her sights to the dying wolf beastman chained in the shed, deciding to pull him back from hell to become her very first shield.”