I was the sole heiress of the Wolf Clan, until my younger sibling was born as a superior alpha, surpassing me.
No sooner had I been ousted from my position as heir than I was confronted with an arranged political marriage, leaving me stunned. I had no desire to reclaim my former status, nor did I intend to bend to the will of the family that cast me aside.
‘…I’m tired of living as Father’s dog.’
Rejecting the arranged marriage, I chose a husband for myself—a gentle, innocent man from the sheep clan, a stark contrast to my cold-hearted family.
Though the marriage was sudden, I grew fond of my kind and seemingly fragile husband. I planned to spend the rest of my life quietly, protecting him, but…
“W-Waah! He’s… terrifying!”
My alpha sibling trembled in fear at the mere sight of my sheep husband.
“I’m sorry, Erika. I must have lost my senses for a moment.”
My father, after a private conversation with my husband, offered me an unexpected apology.
As a sense of unease began to stir within me, my gentle husband, his face still radiating kindness, leaned in and whispered:
“No one can touch you now, Erika. Because I belong to you.”
…Didn’t you say you were just a sheep?
