Beatty, a weak squirrel shapeshifter who was born into a lion family.
Because of that, I lived my life being ab*sed at my aunt’s house in the Capital.
When I told my only friend and fiancé, the Second Prince, that I would leave to achieve my dream,
‘Ritter, you bastard…!’
I died on his fangs.
I opened my eyes again to my childhood, the…