When society orders, for there to be offerings of alphas to the vile creatures living secluded on islands far from civilization, you'd expect at least... none of them to return from one specific island.
so when every alpha, all of age, all differently built, different physics and facial structure, When each and everyone singular one of them, from within the current months end up back in front of the kings doors begging to go home, it starts a ruckus, and a ruckus starts with questionings.
like, why did they run? but none could give an answer, the king exactly liked for having left. let alone so distraughtly, as a matter of fact.
So, when things like these happen.. you can't help but send one of your own soldiers, your personal border knights to "slay" the beast, when in fact you were just sending him as an offering.
of course, he doesn't know that. not until later on, and learns the truth about what it's like to be offered. Slowly, understanding why alphas often chose to surrender themselves to such "cruel" fate..
and, it's not as cruel as he really thought... well.. the second half of the offering part that is, the first part is hell.
×Mature×
> She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride.
Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there.
But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans.
Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story.
Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty?
Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.