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The Villainous Matriarch's Secretly Pampered Wolf Consorts

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 992    |    Released on: 12/05/2026

dy. The room was suffocatingly opulent, filled

the doors behind him with a soft click. The thic

He dropped to his knees. He raised his arms, presenting his bloodied, r

cursed the original owner to hell and back. What

her massive mahogany desk. She opened a

p. She spent the last of her newly acqui

d leather riding crop she had found in the drawer. Hidden in t

e wooden handle of the crop to tilt his chi

tone dripping with malice. "Water won't wash awa

r left hand down. She aimed the concealed nozzle

t sprayed over h

shot up Kevan's arms. He convulsed, a sharp gasp tearing from his throat

e had sprayed

ning vanished. It was replaced b

literally knitting themselves back together. The ble

at Ella, his mind completely unable to process what ha

ink. She kicked him hard in the

roperly. Get out of my sight. And tell that stupi

nds to his chest, giving her one last, deeply

rs slammed open. Daulton wa

er of the room, his fists clenched at his sides, glaring at Ella wi

rs standing straight up on his

ing the riding crop against her pal

he thought of Cordaro, still recovering in th

d dropped into a crouch, lacing his fingers behi

canister of Healing Spray at the crisscrossing

spra

the initial sting hit him, his

nd the base, Daulton violently shuddered, a pathetic whine trapped in his throat. The raw, terrified reaction triggered a sudden, overwhelming flashback to a highly stressed rescue dog she had once treated. He

Daulton's brain li

re that his body completely betrayed him. His eyes rolled back

ound hit the air

ing a submissive, happy noise for his abuser shattered his pride. He spun around,

herself from laughing. She instantly cont

he crop right

hoing in the study. "Making a filthy noise like th

burning, toxic humiliation. He looked lik

mosity Poi

led, throwing a hea

tore the doors off t

ong, exhausted breath. She rubbed her aching facia

r eyes, a heavy knock

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The Villainous Matriarch's Secretly Pampered Wolf Consorts
The Villainous Matriarch's Secretly Pampered Wolf Consorts
“Ella was a dedicated veterinary surgeon in New York. But when she opened her eyes again, she woke up in a brutal, magical world. Before she could even process her surroundings, a jagged bone dagger smashed into her pillow, missing her jugular by an inch. The assassin was a young wolf beastman, glaring at her with bloodshot, feral hatred. Memories crashed into her brain. She had transmigrated into the body of Ella Ortiz, a sadistic matriarch who tortured her bound beastman consorts for sport. The original owner had just whipped the wolf boy's older brother with a flesh-rotting toxin, leaving him chained in the dungeon to die of sepsis. She had even banished a blinded leopard to a monster-infested forest. They hated her enough to kill her, but they were bound by the Beast Mark. If she died, their energy cores would detonate instantly. To save the dying brother, Ella had to rely on a newly activated Villain System. But there was a sick catch: she could only buy modern, life-saving medicine by earning "Animosity Points." She had to act like the cruel, arrogant tyrant they despised. To harvest their hatred, she had to secretly heal their horrific wounds while publicly kicking them, mocking them, and violently abusing them. As an animal lover, seeing these traumatized beastmen tremble in fear at her feet tore her heart to shreds. Why did she have to be a monster just to keep them breathing? But watching the dying wolf finally breathe steadily after she secretly injected him with a serum, she made her choice. If playing the psychopath was the only way to keep her consorts alive, she would be the greatest villain this world had ever seen. "Pack your gear," Ella ordered her trembling guards, crushing her guilt beneath a cold sneer. "We are going into the Mist Forest to find that blind leopard."”