Blurb：
After burning alive by her stepsister Arya's betrayal, Litha Hearthguard awakens on her wedding day fated to marry Kael Hawthorne of the crumbling Lion Clan. But this time, Arya seizes the "disadvantaged" match—unaware of Kael's infertility and the Lion Clan's barbaric breeding traditions. Litha maneuvers into the gilded cage of Draken Vorgath, stoic leader of the opulent Dragon Clan, intending only to secure an heir. But the cold, clueless Draken hides explosive secrets: dual dragon anatomy, feverish primal urges, and a lineage craving her rare Aetherblood.
As Arya boasts of fake pregnancies and Kael's "vigor," Litha discovers awakening Draken's instincts comes with addictive consequences—scorching nights, shattered windows, and dragon-sized surprises. But when Arya births a fox-tailed cub, exposing infidelity, Litha's Aetherborn pregnancy threatens to crown dragons over lions. Can she outmaneuver jealous clans, survive Draken's claiming frenzy, and claim vengeance before Arya's schemes reignite?
Key Tropes: Time-Travel Revenge, Beastfolk Clan Wars, Forbidden Dragon Anatomy, Sibling Rivalry, Aetherborn Bloodline Battles
Content：
The beastfolk are a powerful race, and to strengthen our family's power, Father arranges marriages for both me and my stepsister, Arya Hearthguard.In our past lives, Arya entered a high-profile marriage into the wealthy, powerful dragon clan, while I was forced to wed into the crumbling lion clan.
The clan leader of the dragons—Draken Vorgath—was cold and detached. He cared more for gold than his bride, leaving Arya in a glided cage of loneliness.
Overwhelmed by the desolation, she seduced the future leader of the fox clan, who was flirtatious.. And when the scandal exploded, Draken resolutely divorced her.
Arya's scandal brought shame upon our family. Despite Father's favoritism, he was compelled by family honor to exile her in disgrace.
Clan leader of the lions and King of the Jungle—Kael Hawthorne—was a man of unwavering devotion. Our marriage blossomed, and within a year, I bore him a golden lion cub blessed with the Aetheric Divinity.
With the Aetherborn, Kael rose to rule all beastfolk as the chieftain, and I became their most revered chieftess.
Consumed by envy, Arya sneaked into my son's first birthday feast and strangled the golden lion cub in his cradle. Then, she set the place ablaze and burned me alive along with it.
When I wake up, I am back on the very day of our marriage.
This time, Arya volunteers to marry into the lions and leaves me the chance to marry into the dragons. I accept everything meekly with only a tenth of her dowry and marry Draken.
Later, she bleeds her dowry dry, propping up the lion clan, only to fail in conceiving a cub. When the elders demand she mate with other males, regret drowns her.
As for me, all I want in his new life is an heir and a quiet life among the dragons.
But no one warns me about the dragons, least of all that my supposedly cold-hearted husband will relentlessly demand me once awakened. Or that his members came in pairs and ridges!
Chapter 1
Sitting in the lavish bridal chamber, it still didn't feel real. I'd died, and somehow, I was back on the day Father arranged our marriages.
This time, my stepsister—Arya Hearthguard—had jumped at the chance to marry into the impoverished lion clan, while I was offered the privilege of marrying into the dragon clan.
I remembered the scornful, almost gloating way Arya had looked at me.
"Litha, you've never had much growing up. I'm doing you a kind favor out of pity, so appreciate it and try not to blow it."
I smiled. She clearly had no idea what she was walking into.
Kael Hawthorne—clan leader of the lions— was a faithful, affectionate fool with no grasp of leadership.
The lion clan was poverty-stricken because he squandered every resource that came his way and never knew how to sustain them. Under his reign, the entire clan had forgotten the concept of wealth.
In my past life, I'd taken my modest dowry and stretched it to the bone to barely keep the clan afloat.
What mattered most was that, though loyal, Kael was infertile. The only reason I had mothered an Aetherborn was the sliver of Aetheric Divinity in Mother's Aetherblood. If it were Arya, she'd never be able to conceive with him.
As a hybrid community, the lions were desperate for heirs. If a female failed to conceive within six months of marriage, she would be forced to mate with every proven male of the clan, regardless of age.
Just imagining Arya in that position spread a smile across my face. I was already looking forward to the way she regretted her choice when she realized she couldn't conceive, and was compelled to mate with old, leering male lions.
The thought crossed my mind as I began unfastening the buttons on my bridal robe.
As for me, my priority was to bear an heir soon to secure my standing in the dragon clan.
In my past life, Draken Vorgath—clan leader of the dragons—had been cold and aloof, and he'd never laid a hand on Arya.
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