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The Villainous Matriarch's Secretly Pampered Wolf Consorts

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 1018    |    Released on: 12/05/2026

ting layers of her dark crimson and black gown. It was the traditional

estate gates, flanked

ading to the central plaza, the atmosphere shifted

to look at her, their faces twisting into masks of pure, unfiltered hatred and fear. M

rowd spat a wad of phlegm onto

ce hissed from the shado

his warrior instincts kicked in. His muscles coiled tight,

f his tattered cloak pulled low, hiding his face. He was use

Inside, she was screaming. Just how many people did t

crowd and entered the

blooming white roses. Standing amidst the flowers was a woman in a flowing, pure

ein. The

hed, replaced by a fanatical, feverish worshi

in the back of her head. It was the classic, text

smile. She lifted the hem of her white dress and practically

with sugary sweetness. She reached out, tryin

tly yanked her arm away, slapping K

ped in collec

illed with unshed tears. She looked down at her red hand, the per

pered, loud enough for the front

Kevan. A flash of cold calculation passed throu

ounds... they look so much better! I prayed all night for you both. I

es for the Saintess's boundless mercy.

elted away. He looked at Kendra with profound, genuin

e one who spent her points and risked her life to heal them, but the

an didn

ked onto Kendra. There was no gratitude in

int, glowing white light radiating from her palm. "Let me

, Kevan took a smooth,

ely avoide

tess's pure hands," Kevan said, hi

ed with hidden fury, but she quickly masked it with a sad,

anymore. She let out a loud, mockin

ow is nothing but cheap parlor tricks, Kendra. You co

were absol

roared in anger. He bent down, scooped up a jagged pie

His instinct was to dodge, to

ock could connec

would instantly detonate his own core. He reached out, intending to shove her out of the trajectory, but he miscalculat

h

ed, his body jerking forward, but he didn't fall. He

ned. Why would the man she had supposedl

er voice over the crowd. "Please! Stop! Do no

der her soothing voice, but the

stared at the dust on Kevan's cloak, a deep,

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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."”