The Serpent King's Unwilling Human Mate

Chapter 7

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a roar that could rival the beast from the forest.

. Fallon's face burned hot. She wa

ze dropped to her midsection, his bro

ed over to the fire, picking up that same

verriding her fear. "Wait!" she shouted

r. He looked at the meat, then at her. His

d a shaking finger toward the back of

stone vat in the shadows. He picked up a crude wooden dipper-literally a chunk

ck and hande

, and the dipper smelled like tree sap. She looked a

herself. You're not in

ul. The water was cold and slightly earthy,

. "Your body is weak," he said suddenly. "You ha

outh with the back of her hand. Her hea

igh-level shifters can sense the

ze head-on, her chin lifted. "Yeah, I'm

r of something-disgust? anger? -crossed his fa

ut out there," he continued, his voice dropping low, "a w

e wasn't lying. The system had shown

p breath. It w

d, her voice steady despite the trembli

wide with shock. He hadn't expected that. He was a cold-bl

eeing the desperate hope there.

and energy," he said, his voice g

e! It's a mess! And I can teach you how to cook meat properly!

r face. The corner of his mouth twitched. It

hiding his face. But his

ay here. I wi

th relief. She had a roof over her head and a bodyguard. Her

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“Fallon only wanted a relaxing nature retreat, but instead found herself lost in a dense forest, her limited-edition Balenciaga sneakers ruined by mud and her phone showing zero signal. Before she could even curse her tour guide, a massive boar-monster the size of a truck burst from the bushes to eat her. She thought she was dead, until a giant silver-and-black snake dropped from the canopy and crushed the beast. When Fallon woke up, she was trapped in a primitive cliff cave with a towering, muscular man who had the exact same cold, mismatched slit eyes as the snake. A mechanical system voice echoed in her skull, telling her an anomaly had dragged her to the brutal Beast World. Returning to Earth was impossible. Here, females were incredibly weak commodities, and the deadly "wind season" was fast approaching. "Eat, or you will die. The wind season comes." The snake-man, Justice, shoved a charred, dripping slab of raw bloody meat into her face. Fallon sobbed in despair. She was trapped in a savage dimension with no modern comforts, abandoned by a glitchy system that only gave her a tiny, empty pocket space in her mind. Worse, she realized this terrifying apex predator had absolutely zero food stored for the freezing winter. But when she instinctively clutched her grandmother's silver necklace, her tiny pocket space suddenly upgraded into a massive, room-sized storage dimension. Looking at the awkward but fiercely protective snake-man who promised to hunt for her, Fallon wiped her tears. She had the ultimate storage cheat, and he had the muscle. It was time to conquer the Beast World.”