After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me
Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them-
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day.
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.
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Chapter 5
Ares's fury told Elena he was back to his senses.
Who flips out the moment they regain their mind? Elena thought.
Her mission was complete. She didn't fear him anymore. A female's mental power could soothe a male, not fight-but the mark she had left ensured he could not harm her.
The marking meant he was now bonded to her as her mate. Once bonded, any male who attacked his Matriarch would suffer double damage, whether physical or ability-based.
Elena sat up carefully, wrapping the shredded remnants of her clothes around herself.
"You went into heat suddenly," she explained. "If I hadn't marked you, you would've lost control. You could have killed me or yourself. This saves both of us."
She spoke casually, as if discussing the weather, but her words slapped Ares hard.
"Break the bond." Ares commanded coldly.
"No..." a hoarse voice pleaded in his mind. "I like her scent. I want her to stay..."
"Kael!" Ares roared at his wolf internally. "Get a grip!"
"She was gentle..." Kael's voice filled with yearning. "I want to have many cubs with her... want to protect her..."
Ares knew Kael had already accepted this woman as their mate because of the marking.
"She just took advantage when we lost control!" Ares argued furiously. "Just like every other female who's been chasing us!"
In this world, females were rare, and one female could claim several mates. Pack law was clear-if an Alpha male bonded with a chosen mate first, he couldn't ditch her for his fated mate later. Rejecting her could kill her.
Alphas could only sense their fated mate before being marked. Ares had waited years for his fated mate, turned down every other female, and now? Some stranger marked him while he was out of his mind. His chance at finding his fated mate? Gone.
"But she saved us..." Kael whined.
"She ruined us!" Ares snarled. "Now I'll never find my fated mate!"
Right then, Elena accidentally brushed his sensitive wolf tail. The moan that escaped him was absolutely mortifying.
"Mmm..."
Did I just-
Ares yanked his tail away like it was on fire. This was all the mark's fault.
Once I break the bond, I'll be back to normal.
Ares thought grimly.
"I will do it," Elena said, standing up. "But we'll have to wait until we're back in the Imperial Capital."
Breaking the bond wasn't risk-free. Even if the female broke the bond gently, the male's power level would drop.
Worse, if he had another mental breakdown later, there was a good chance he'd reject any other female's mental power. Which meant death by uncontrolled rage.
Elena knew the rules inside and out. If Ares wanted to risk it, that was his funeral. But they were stuck in the middle of nowhere right now. Even with reduced abilities, he could still squash her like a bug after the mate bond was broken. She wasn't stupid.
Ares caught on immediately-she was using the mate bond as insurance. His fists clenched. The mate bond was locked in place. Years of waiting, all for nothing.
That was when they heard noise from the cave entrance.
A magpie beastman swooped in and shifted into a woman.
"General Ares!" Vera's voice was pure sugar. "Her Majesty sensed your mental power stabilizing, so I rushed right over!"
"You look even more gorgeous now that you're sane again."
Vera kept gushing until she noticed the other female in the cave. Her face went stiff.
"Why aren't you dead?"
Elena gave her a cold glance.
"I completed the mental comfort mission and saved his life. Problem?"
Vera's face darkened. She had planned to offer tender care while Ares was vulnerable and mark him in the process. Now someone had beaten her to it.
When she spotted the leopard-cat mark on Ares's neck, she nearly had a stroke.
"How dare you mark General Ares?!"
Vera shifted to her bird form and dive-bombed Elena, wings flapping like she wanted to shred her alive.
Elena saw it coming a mile away. She swiftly shifted to her leopard-cat form, dodged the attack, and swatted the annoying magpie out of the air with one paw.
Vera hit the ground hard, shrieking as she shifted back to human form with several deep claw marks across her face.
Pathetic.
Elena thought, then turned to Ares.
"I didn't know you had feelings for her. Don't worry. I won't play the third party. The mate bond will be broken."
Ares was puzzled. To him, Vera and Elena were both females seeking him. Yet Elena was rational, restrained, even offering to break the bond.
In this female-dominated world, most females were spoiled rotten and had males falling over themselves to please them.
Apologizing? Some would torture their marked males' minds just for kicks, breaking them for fun.
But this woman was different. Everything she did had a purpose.
"I'll do it as promised," Elena said, not looking at Vera. "Before then, I suggest you consider the consequences carefully."
Hearing about this, Vera perked up like someone had offered her a winning lottery ticket.
Perfect! When Ares needs mental comfort later, I can handle it.
Vera calculated silently.
Once a marked male broke the bond, his power would drop. If Ares fell to 3S, he would be the same rank as her. Surely then he wouldn't look down on her.
As for the risks of switching Matriarch? She didn't care. Ares was a handsome 4S general. That was enough.
"Ares, we can finally be together," Vera said softly, eyes full of longing. "Even if you've been marked before, I'm still willing to give you the position of first mate."
Ares looked at her with disgust.
"You think I don't know what you're planning?" he said coldly. "When I lost control, the Empire sent females for mental comfort. You weren't among them."
"You knew my level was too high. Anyone attempting mental comfort might die. So you stayed far away."
"Now that I'm stable, you rush over pretending devotion? Even dreaming of becoming my mate after she breaks the bond?"
He let out a short, mocking laugh.
"How ridiculous."
Compared with the risks of losing power and suffering another mental collapse, keeping Elena as his Matriarch was the better choice.
Besides, Kael clearly favored her.
She couldn't possibly be his fated mate. Later, he would draft an agreement-paying Elena for mental comfort, nothing more.
Ares turned to Elena.
"Don't break the bond. I have no relationship with Vera. You will continue as my Matriarch."
Elena quietly let out a breath. At least she wouldn't be the other woman.
Vera's eyes instantly reddened with rage.
"Ares, you'd choose her over me?" she snapped.
"My fertility rating is B-class! With me, you'd have a chance at offspring! She has no fertility value at all!"
In this interstellar world, even advanced technology couldn't improve fertility. Cubs were becoming rarer every year.
"You think I'd want cubs with a female who ran away when I needed her most?" Ares sneered. "I'd rather have none than take a coward who profits from someone else's misfortune."
Just then, the low hum of a hover vehicle sounded outside the cave, followed by approaching footsteps.
Elena glanced toward the entrance.
A silver-haired man stepped inside first, dressed in a long black coat trimmed with gold at the collar and cuffs. His deep, magnetic voice echoed through the cave.
"Welcome back, Ares."
At that moment, the System's voice rang in Elena's mind.
[New mission target detected. Preparing to issue new mission.]
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But this time, I was choosing me. From my profound loss, a dangerous spark ignited: I would not just survive; I would find freedom and make him pay.
7.0
Kael Draven died in the most humiliating way possible.
Run over... while trying to save a piece of fried chicken.
But death was not the end.
When he opens his eyes, Kael finds himself reborn in a world of magic, monsters, and powerful mages. There is only one problem.
He is the weakest mage in the academy.
No talent. No skills. No magic that actually works.
But just when everything seems hopeless, Kael discovers something strange.
His luck... is completely broken.
Spells miss him by accident. Enemies defeat themselves. Disasters turn into miracles. Every mistake somehow becomes a perfect victory.
People start to notice.
A genius. A hidden master. A terrifying prodigy.
The more Kael tries to explain, the worse the misunderstandings become.
"I tripped," Kael insists.
"They call it flawless execution."
As rumors spread and powerful enemies begin to watch him, Kael is pulled into conflicts far beyond his understanding. From academy duels to world-shaking wars, his so-called "luck" begins to reveal something far more dangerous.
Because this power is not random.
And Kael might not be its first owner.
Now hunted by those who fear him, trusted by those who believe in him, and followed by a mysterious silver-haired mage who refuses to look away...
Kael must survive a world that thinks he is a genius.
Even if he knows the truth.
"I am not strong," Kael says.
The world disagrees.
7.7
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"Julian, please! Give me the coordinates! Tell me where my babies are!"
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The only answer I got was the sound of him having sex with his mistress.
By the time Julian found out the truth, it was already too late.
He knelt before me, crying and pleading for forgiveness, but my children were no longer around to forgive him.
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9.5
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I needed the five million dollar prize to fund my revenge against the wealthy family that drove my father to his death.
I played everyone flawlessly. I outsmarted the arrogant contestants, ruined a corrupt restaurant owner, and secured enough food to guarantee my absolute victory.
But just as I was dominating the game, a massive black helicopter landed in our camp.
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My hard-won advantage was wiped out in seconds. The other contestants cheered, pointing at my empty hands.
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9.1
After waking up from a five-year coma, I expected a warm embrace from my Fated Mate, Alpha Caleb.
Instead, I was greeted with disgust.
Standing beside a woman named Hailie, Caleb accused me of being a traitor. He claimed I had sold pack secrets and faked my coma to escape punishment.
My own brother, Fitz—the boy I had sacrificed my wolf spirit to save—stood by and let them condemn me to protect his own stolen power.
My life became a living hell.
Caleb locked me in a sauna filled with toxic Wolfsbane vapor.
He burned my skin with silver-laced water while Hailie laughed.
And finally, he watched me fall from a roof, leaving me to die broken and alone on the concrete.
It was only after my death that he discovered the truth: Hailie was the real spy, and I was innocent.
Consumed by guilt, Caleb burned to death beside my coffin, praying for a second chance.
The Moon Goddess heard him.
Time rewound. Caleb woke up back to the day I opened my eyes.
This time, he banished Hailie instantly.
He treated me like a fragile treasure, filling my room with roses and vowing to protect me from the world.
He thinks he has been given a miracle to fix his mistakes. He thinks he can make me fall in love with him again.
But there is one thing my "perfect" mate doesn't realize.
I didn't lose my memory in the reset.
I remember every single way he killed me.