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 6
[Main mission issued: Bond with the Silver Fox Prince-successfully mark Prince Caelir Moore and win his true heart. Mission completion will unlock 20% system progress.]
Elena froze. Marking she could understand, but winning his true heart? What did that mean?
"What do you mean by 'winning his true heart'?" she asked mentally.
"Host must make the target truly fall in love with you, not just develop physiological dependence from marking."
Elena frowned. This was way harder than simple marking.
Ares bowed his head slightly. "Your Highness, I'm sorry to worry you."
Caelir helped Ares up, but his gaze fell on Elena. "She's the female who brought you back to your senses?"
Those red eyes held a playful glint, as if studying an interesting piece of art.
The moment their eyes met, Elena saw Caelir's face clearly. She was stunned.
Sharp, sculpted features. Straight nose. Thin lips with slightly upturned corners. Handsome, beautiful-he radiated an elegant yet seductive aura.
About six-foot-three, lean but solid. Broad shoulders, tight waist, defined muscles that weren't overdone. Clearly someone who trained regularly.
She could sense his natural charm and confidence in his gaze.
Unlike Ares's rugged, rough masculinity, Caelir was a man who knew exactly how attractive he was and how to use it.
System information unfolded in her mind:
[Crown Prince Caelir of the Noel Empire, beast form: silver fox. The Silver Fox Dynasty traditionally passes the throne to females. The current Empress lost fertility after bearing only two male heirs. With no female heir available, she designated Caelir as Crown Prince. Male rulers face major risks-if marked by scheming females, the empire could be indirectly controlled. Therefore, Prince Caelir remains unmated.]
"No wonder the system wants me to win his heart," Elena mused. "A prince afraid of female control wouldn't fall in love easily."
Elena had just processed the prince's information when she heard Ares answer somewhat awkwardly."Yes, Your Highness. I plan to take her to my estate."
Caelir chuckled softly. "Good, but you'll both come with me to the Royal Hospital first, then to the palace."
The prince's words were a notification, not a request.
After speaking, Caelir ignored Ares and Elena, turning to Vera nearby. His tone turned instantly cold. "Secretary, you eavesdropped on classified meeting content, violating Imperial Law Article 17. You're hereby dismissed for privacy invasion and detained for one month."
Hearing about detention, Vera's legs gave out. She collapsed.
She had indeed broken the law and couldn't argue back. She didn't dare argue with a prince who never gave females special treatment based on gender.
Vera's heart filled with hatred. A detention record meant her descendants could never work for the royal family again. And it was all Elena's fault!
Elena felt nothing hearing Vera's punishment. To her, Vera was a stranger. Besides, she had more important missions to complete.
Ares, however, deliberately observed Elena's reaction.
He was surprised she didn't gloat. Some females would smirk when other females suffered misfortune.
"Maybe she's different?" Kael suggested tentatively.
"Impossible. All females are the same-spoiled, selfish, love making males compete for them."
"But she..."
"She's just better at pretending," Ares cut Kael off.
Seeing Elena show no joy, Ares lowered his eyes to hide his confusion. This female was truly strange.
Soon, in the luxury hover vehicle heading to the capital, Ares discovered another odd thing about Elena.
The petite female could really eat. Gulp after gulp, she drank ten nutrition tubes in a row!
"My god, she's still drinking!" Kael said happily. "Is it because she's carrying our cub and needs nutrition?"
"Maybe she's just hungry!" Ares replied mentally. He didn't believe this F-class female could get pregnant by him so quickly.
"No female can eat this much," Kael's hope made Ares inexplicably irritated. He cut off communication with Kael, not letting its emotions affect him.
Ares's staring made Elena uncomfortable.
Nutrition fluid was the only food in this world, synthesized from various minerals. Regular females felt full after half a tube, splitting one tube between two meals.
She didn't know why she needed ten tubes, or why she vaguely felt she could handle another.
But Elena was too embarrassed to ask for more. Flavored nutrition fluid cost 1000 star coins per tube. Expensive.
Elena pretended to watch the scenery, avoiding the two males' gazes.
Seeing Elena turn to the window, Caelir couldn't help chuckling teasingly. "Looks like you'll need several more males to support your Matriarch, Ares. Ten thousand star coins per meal-your general's salary might not cover her appetite."
His tone was casual, but his eyes glinted mischievously. Obviously teasing Ares on purpose.
Ares fell silent. He wouldn't tell anyone he planned to sign a contract marriage with Elena. Since it was fake, he naturally didn't need to drain his savings supporting Elena.
As for Elena finding other male mates... whatever. As long as it didn't affect their planned agreement, Elena could find a hundred for all he cared.
Thinking this, Ares said flatly. "Taking mates is her freedom. I won't interfere."
Hearing this answer, obvious interest flashed in Caelir's red pupils.
He leaned forward slightly, voice curious.
"Really? Ares Hayes, the iron-hearted werewolf who believes in fated mate and hates multi-mate systems, now says he doesn't mind his Matriarch taking other males?"
As a close friend, Caelir knew Ares's personality too well. But now Ares had not only been marked by a female, he was saying he didn't care if his Matriarch took more mates.
Caelir turned his attention to Elena. She had a unique scent-sweet like peaches, making him want to get closer. The more he looked, the more charming every part of Elena seemed.
Remembering what his mother said in the online meeting, Caelir's eyes showed shrewd calculation.
Anyone who could restore a berserk 4S beastman to normal must have undergone rare secondary awakening, reaching 4S level mental power. No 4S-level female had ever appeared in the galaxy. If the Noel Empire possessed such a female, their galactic influence would definitely increase.
If Elena's supposed infertility was also a misdiagnosis, he might be ordered by his mother to share a Matriarch with Ares.
With him and Ares, his mother would probably restrict Elena from mating with other males, or the Silver Fox royal status could be threatened.
Soon, the hover vehicle stopped outside the Royal Hospital .
Having heard Caelir say they came for testing, Elena wasn't resistant at all.
At least I'll know my real strength. she thought.
Though females' mental power in this world couldn't attack, higher levels brought more life benefits.
"System, the test won't expose your existence, right?" Elena asked mentally.
"No. The system has disguised abilities as secondary awakening phenomena."
Elena relaxed, placing her hand on the testing stone. Information about the stone surfaced in her mind.
Legend said the testing stone was bestowed by the Beast God when beastmen were still in ancient times. Later, beastmen gradually evolved, entering the interstellar age after ten thousand years. The testing stone had been improved many times.
Now when females placed their hands on it, the stone emitted light while directly displaying S, A, B, C, D, E, F grades.
Additionally, after test results were confirmed, the female's data would be published on the Imperial Mating Bureau's Beast Mate System, allowing single males nationwide to submit mate applications.
Thinking about this, Elena felt nervous. Whatever the result, her life would change completely.
Suddenly she heard a male medical worker exclaim. "My god, white light, infinity symbol! Beast God, has the Beast God descended?"
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8.9
Jason's life was a canvas of broken colors, painted by the harsh brushstrokes of his reality. Craving connection, craving love, but stuck in a home that felt like a prison. So, he broke free, embracing the unknown. New streets, new faces, new demons... and a new lease on life. Little did he know, some encounters would leave scars, while others would expose him to the raw truth."
9.2
My world shattered twice. First, the ocean claimed my son. Then, the mountain road took another, a direct sacrifice to the man I loved and the woman he chose. In the hospital, beeps marked the emptiness where my second son used to be, echoing the first loss, both involving Holden and Giana.
During the car crash, I was pinned, bleeding, and trapped. Holden, my partner, looked me in the eyes, then chose to save Giana, abandoning me and our unborn child.
Soon, I overheard Holden praising Giana for turning our tragedy into a PR win. His hollow apologies and focus on Giana’s "miracle work" reignited the brutal memory of her push and his past denials.
A decade of sacrificing my life and two children for a man who saw me as a liability left a bitter taste. His choice was clear; only profound abandonment remained.
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
My six-year-old twins, Liam and Lily, begged to go to Disneyland.
But my husband, Julian Vance, planned to take his mistress to a prenatal clinic.
Annoyed by the twins' crying and deeming them "too delicate and spoiled," Julian drove them out to the Mojave Desert, demanding they learn how to survive on their own.
I couldn't even fathom it. I begged him desperately.
"Julian, please! Give me the coordinates! Tell me where my babies are!"
"They're only six! They'll die out there! I promise I'll discipline them. I'll never let them bother you again. Please, just let me go get them back!"
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.
And I could never forgive him on their behalf.
9.5
I joined a brutal wilderness survival reality show, playing the perfect role of a pathetic, uneducated girl from a trailer park.
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.
The show's new billionaire sponsor had arrived, and he immediately ordered his tactical guards to confiscate every ounce of food I had earned.
My hard-won advantage was wiped out in seconds. The other contestants cheered, pointing at my empty hands.
"Take that, you greedy bitch!"
But the real nightmare wasn't the stolen food or the sudden rule change. It was the man who stepped out of the chopper.
Glenn Ryan. The ruthless CEO from my past life as an elite heiress.
He took off his sunglasses, his dark eyes locking onto my muddy shoes and frayed flannel shirt with a terrifying, obsessive smirk.
Why was he here? Why did he instantly target me the moment I started winning?
He didn't just know my true identity.
He had bought this entire game just to hunt me down.
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.