Fat and Ugly Villainess Wins Back Her Five Beast Husband

Among the crowd, Damien remained as unreadable as ever.

His expression barely changed, but as he watched the white wolf disappear into the distance with Sora riding on his back, something flickered deep within his golden eyes.

He stood silently, his tail lazily swaying behind him.

No one could tell what he was thinking.

Not even Damien himself.

Hidden behind the gathering crowd, however, another pair of eyes burned with unmistakable hatred.

Serena stared at Sora’s retreating figure until it disappeared beyond the forest path.

Her fingernails dug so deeply into her palms that tiny crescents formed in her skin.

"Kaelira..."

Her voice was barely louder than a whisper.

"Just wait."

"I won’t let you keep taking everything from me."

Her trembling fingers slowly reached toward her own face.

Beneath the thick layer of white pearl powder...

...the skin was still covered in uneven red scars and swollen bumps.

The memory alone made her chest tighten.

That day...

She had secretly sprinkled the bitter itching powder over Sora’s beast-skin blanket, convinced that once Sora spent the night scratching like a flea-bitten bear, she would embarrass herself before all six beast husbands.

Instead...

Sora had calmly discovered the trap.

Then...

Like the terrifying menace she apparently was...

She had smiled sweetly...

...picked up the powder...

...and enthusiastically smeared it all over Serena instead.

Serena still remembered screaming while scratching herself like a cat climbing a tree.

For three straight days.

Even now, merely thinking about it made her eye twitch.

"If that kind-hearted Zainabu hadn’t told me about pearl powder..."

"I wouldn’t even dare leave my room."

She sighed bitterly.

The pearl powder successfully covered the scars...

...until it rained.

Or she cried.

Or she sweated.

Or someone splashed water on her.

Which meant...

Almost everything in life had become her natural enemy.

She clenched the small porcelain container hidden inside her sleeve.

"I need better pearl powder."

"Waterproof pearl powder."

"The kind that survives rain."

"And tears."

"And annoying people."

She paused.

"...Mostly annoying people."

Originally...

She had planned to accompany Lukan during the Sky God Ceremony.

She had even hinted at it several times to Lyra.

Who would have guessed...

Before the ceremony even began...

Her face had been ruined.

Now she couldn’t even wash normally without fearing that all the powder would disappear.

How could she possibly travel beside the most handsome wolf on the continent looking like that?

Her hatred toward Sora deepened another layer.

Meanwhile...

The very person she was cursing was currently having the easiest journey of her life.

Lukan was, quite honestly...

The most reliable travel companion imaginable.

Whenever they needed to cross rivers...

He carried her.

Whenever the path became steep...

He carried her.

Whenever she complained she was hungry...

He somehow disappeared into the forest and returned carrying dinner.

Sometimes it was fish.

Sometimes rabbits.

Once...

He even returned carrying honey.

Sora stared at him suspiciously.

"Did the bees willingly donate this?"

Lukan smiled.

"...Not exactly."

She wisely chose not to ask any further questions.

Every mealtime, Sora would proudly take out her treasured clay pot.

Soon...

The smell of soup drifted through the forest.

The two traveled surprisingly well together.

Lukan rarely talked.

Sora talked enough for two people.

Oddly enough...

It worked.

By the time evening arrived...

The sky had already turned a deep violet.

They finally stopped beside an open grassland surrounded by low bushes.

Sora stretched lazily.

"My legs are officially protesting."

Lukan looked around before nodding.

"We’ll stay here tonight."

Sora immediately became energetic again.

"Perfect!"

She took out her treasured beast-skin hammock with great confidence.

"This masterpiece has never failed me."

Five seconds later...

She froze.

She slowly looked around.

Bushes.

Bushes.

More bushes.

Not a single pair of suitable trees.

Her smile disappeared.

"...Well."

"This is awkward."

She looked at the hammock.

Then at the bushes.

Then back at the hammock.

"...You had one job."

The hammock, naturally, offered no defense.

After sighing dramatically, Sora admitted defeat.

"Looks like we’re sleeping on the ground tonight."

She spread one beast-skin blanket over the grass, carefully checking for insects first.

Experience had taught her one important lesson.

If you ignored bugs...

The bugs certainly wouldn’t ignore you.

Just as she found the flattest spot...

Footsteps approached.

Lukan walked over carrying another thick beast-skin blanket over one arm.

Bathed beneath the pale moonlight...

His silver hair shimmered softly.

His calm blue eyes reflected the firelight.

Even Sora had to admit...

The man looked unfairly handsome.

Seriously.

How could someone look like a painting while carrying camping supplies?

Life truly wasn’t fair.

She looked down at her own dusty hands.

"...Hmph."

Lukan knelt beside her.

Without saying anything...

He spread his blanket directly beside hers.

The two blankets touched edge to edge.

Sora blinked.

"...You’re sleeping here?"

Lukan looked up.

"Is there another place?"

She glanced around.

"...Not unless the bushes suddenly become bedrooms."

He chuckled softly.

"Then here is fine."

She scratched her cheek awkwardly.

This...

Felt strangely intimate.

They were technically husband and wife.

But emotionally...

They were closer to polite roommates.

Very polite.

Very attractive roommates.

She was still wondering whether she should suggest moving the blankets a little farther apart when Lukan suddenly reached toward her.

Before she could react...

His arm wrapped gently around her waist.

"W-Wait!"

The world tilted.

With one smooth motion...

He pulled her down onto the blanket.

Sora landed with a soft squeak.

"..."

"...Did I just get kidnapped?"

Lukan ignored her dramatic question.

He adjusted the blanket beneath her before lying down beside her.

The two blankets now looked like one large sleeping mat.

Sora’s heartbeat became strangely loud.

She could clearly feel the warmth radiating from his shoulder.

The steady rhythm of his breathing.

Even through several layers of beast skin...

His physique was impossible to ignore.

She had always known Lukan trained constantly.

Still...

Knowing and accidentally discovering someone had rock-solid muscles were entirely different experiences.

"..."

Her face grew warm.

Why was she suddenly nervous?

Shouldn’t she say something?

Should she move away?

Would that seem rude?

Should she—

Before she could organize her thoughts...

Lukan suddenly tightened his arm around her waist.

His other hand moved swiftly toward the back of her neck.

Sora’s entire body froze.

"W-What are you—"

Her heart instantly jumped into her throat.

Why had this usually gentle wolf suddenly become so proactive?

Was this because of the Sky God Ceremony?

Did the mountain somehow activate romance mode?

Should she...

Say something?

Push him away?

Or—

Lukan’s expression abruptly sharpened.

The warmth vanished from his eyes, replaced by icy alertness.

His gaze wasn’t on her.

It was fixed behind her.

A deep growl rumbled from his chest.

Sora followed his line of sight.

Not far beyond the firelight...

A massive wild boar emerged from the darkness.

Its tusks gleamed beneath the moonlight as it pawed the ground, snorting heavily.

Only then did Sora realize—

Lukan hadn’t pulled her close out of affection.

He had pulled her out of the charging boar’s path.

The beast lowered its head.

Then charged.

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