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My mates in Beastworld

Kyra, a mysterious young girl, suddenly finds herself transported to a strange and unfamiliar world. Lost and alone, she is saved by a silly yet adorable silver wolf. Little does she know that this is just the beginning of an extraordinary journey. Soon, she encounters a fierce feral king - snake, willing to carry her three thousand steps just to claim her as his mate. But he's not the only one drawn to her. A powerful, Mysterious dragon falls deeply in love with Kyra, sacrificing his wings to protect her. Then there's the siren—a dangerous, ruthless healer who seems indifferent to everything, yet has his own role to play in Kyra’s story. And through it all, a mysterious stalker hides in the shadows, leaving roses at her door and protecting her from afar. What does he want, and what are his true intentions? In a world filled with wild and unpredictable beasts, Kyra's journey is more than just a survival story—it's one filled with love, danger, and the unknown. Her adventure is only beginning, and with every step, she is drawn deeper into a world of Beasts, uncovering shocking secrets along the way. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ - Reverse Harem - Beast World - Mature Content (18+ Only) Ending date: 12 October 2024

dYdairy_002 · Fantasie
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Chapter 318 Burning heart

Silas spread his powerful wings, transforming into a majestic eagle, his feathers gleaming in the sunlight as he took flight. The wind rushed past him, filling his lungs with the cool air of the open sky. He soared higher, feeling the familiar rush of freedom and power that came with flying. His sharp eyes focused ahead as he aimed straight for his sister's house, knowing exactly where he needed to go.

On the way, other eagles joined him, circling and gliding through the air, acknowledging him with a respectful distance. Silas thrived on this—the thrill of the sky, the danger that came with his every move, the pulse of adrenaline that made him feel alive. Up here, everything was clear and simple. No expectations, no demands, just the pure rush of wind and wings.