Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen’s world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman’s mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she’s figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he’d reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them-
She’s not here for love stories.
She’s here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day.
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.
After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me Chapter 1 System Binding
“Elena, honey, we’re so sorry we can’t be there for your delivery.”
“Come on, Mom. It’s your thirtieth anniversary honeymoon. Nobody expected the baby to drop in early and crash the party.”
Elena lay against the hospital bed, smiling tenderly through FaceTime at her parents, who were thousands of miles away in Italy.
“Yeah, well, a month early isn’t ‘dropping in,'” Clayton fretted. “What if he isn’t strong enough?”
“Dad, relax. Marcus got me all the best doctors. It’s gonna be fine,” Elena reassured, rubbing her rounded belly.
Daisy chimed in with optimism. “That baby’s just in a hurry to see us. He’ll be causing trouble soon.”
Elena felt the baby stir inside her, a wave of sweet happiness flooding her chest. This was the child she had craved for three years since marriage. It was a healthy, energetic boy according to the ultrasounds.
“Where’s Marcus anyway? Tell me he isn’t hiding out in the cafeteria when you could go into labor any minute.” Clayton grumbled.
“He forgot my hospital bag. He’ll be right back, Dad.” Elena jumped to defend him.
No denying Clayton’s dislike for his son-in-law. He never missed a chance to criticize, always thinking his only precious daughter deserved better than some handsome, scrappy man from poverty.
But Elena had been stubborn. Marcus was her first college love, who’d stayed up nights caring for her through illness. She’d never questioned his devotion.
After Elena married Marcus, Clayton compromised. He handed over major control of the family business to groom his son-in-law, then took his wife away to enjoy their golden years.
Just then, the door banged open. Marcus walked in, looking rushed but empty-handed.
“Clayton, Daisy-hey, so sorry for making you worry.” Marcus nodded respectfully at the camera before leaning down to kiss Elena’s forehead.
Elena caught a whiff of unfamiliar perfume.
Confused, she frowned. “Did you get the bag?”
Marcus’s gaze flitted away. “Yeah, uh-“
Before he could answer, a gut-wrenching pain suddenly tore through Elena’s abdomen.
“Elena! Are you alright?” her parents cried out through the phone.
Marcus slammed the call button. “Doctor! She’s going into labor, now!”
Minutes later, a woman in a white coat entered. Golden curls. Mask covering her face, but her eyes were striking.
“I’m Dr. Victoria Harrison. Relax, Elena. I’ll take a look.”
On the phone, Clayton and Daisy were panicked.
“We’re booking flights right now!” Clayton yelled, an inexplicable terror gripping him.
“Dad, Jesus…I’ll be fine. I have to focus, okay?” Elena gasped through gritted teeth, not wanting to ruin their trip.
Cold sweat beaded her forehead. Her abdomen twisted like a vise, each contraction ripping through her core.
Dr. Victoria spoke gently. “You should hang up now. You need to focus.”
“Mom… Dad… I’ll call after the baby comes… I love you.” Elena’s eyes stung with tears as she hung up. How she wished they were here, like when she was sick as a child.
Time stretched on, endless and agonizing. The hospital felt tomb-quiet in the dead of night.
“It hurts so much… Marcus… I’m scared…” Elena grasped Marcus’s hand, seeking comfort.
“Don’t be afraid. Dr. Victoria will handle everything.” He replied calmly.
Victoria examined her, then said. “The baby’s position isn’t ideal.”
“What? What do you mean?” Elena’s eyes twitched.
“C-section is safer. We can go in right now.”
Elena shook her head, voice shaking. “No… no, I want to try. I can do this, please…”
“Elena, listen to the doctor.” Marcus sounded irritated. “Do you want to kill the baby?”
His words hit like a slap to the face.
Elena stared at him, speechless. She had never heard him sound like that. Her heart froze under his icy, accusing stare.
“I. I didn’t. I just.”
“Into the operating room,” Victoria interrupted.
The lights in the OR were harsh. Elena’s gaze swept over the room-Victoria was the only one there.
“Is it. really just you?” Elena asked, feeling panic crawling up her spine.
“Night shift. We’re short-staffed.” Victoria prepared the anesthesia. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you and the baby stay together.”
Elena, too weak to fight it, looked desperately to Marcus. She hoped for love and encouragement. Instead, she saw cold detachment and something that looked almost like… impatience?
“Marcus.?”
The drugs entered her system. Everything blurred.
And then she heard words that froze her blood:
“The medication’s working faster than expected. She won’t last much longer.”
“And the baby’s dead, right?”
“Been dead. Three months of dosing took care of that.”
Dosing? The prenatal vitamins Marcus gave her every night?
Elena’s world shattered. She fought to open her eyes, to scream, but could only manage a weak moan.
“No… no… my baby…”
Marcus leaned close, the face she once loved now malicious and cruel.
“Elena, did you really think I could love a stupid woman like you?” He scoffed, his mask finally dropping. “I married you for your family’s gold, not your boring personality. My heart belongs to Victoria.”
“And now I’m back.” Victoria pulled off her mask. Beautiful smile. Evil eyes. “You can die now.”
Elena’s world caved in. The pain of betrayal ripped through her heart and shredded it.
“The prenatal vitamins. what the hell did you put in them?” she whimpered.
“Something special,” Marcus sneered. “Enough to slowly kill your precious child. He had no heartbeat two weeks ago, but you’ve been talking to a corpse every day. Pathetic.”
“No… You’re lying! I felt him…”
Victoria snorted. “Those were death spasms. We needed you alive until tonight. Premature birth, surgical complications, tragic accident. Marcus needs to be the grieving widower, everyone will eat it up. Even your snobbish father.”
Tears ran hot and silent down Elena’s cheeks. She remembered her parents’ warnings about Marcus.
Dad.Mom.I’m sorry.
Guilt crushed Elena’s chest as she apologized to her parents. They would never know their beloved daughter was murdered.
“Why. would you kill your. own child.” she whispered with her last strength.
Marcus rolled his eyes. “A kid screws up the inheritance. With an heir, that old bastard would leave the company to his grandson. My position would be worthless.”
Despair stole the air from her lungs.
Three years of loving this man completely.
Every kiss.
Every whispered “I love you.”
Every tender moment.
All fucking lies!
“If I get another shot at life. If there’s any fucking justice.” Elena’s voice was just a rasp, but her eyes burned with hatred. “I’ll make you… pay…”
Victoria’s laugh was icy. “Another shot? You’re barely making it through this one.”
The surgical lights blazed brighter. Elena felt life slipping away drop by drop. Before consciousness faded completely, she saw her father’s worried face, her mother’s gentle smile, and the child who would never be born.
“Dad… Mom… I hope I can be your daughter again in the next life…”
Darkness swallowed her whole.
Elena Reed died in what should have been a delivery room filled with joy and new life, carrying infinite hatred.
Beside the operating table, Marcus and Victoria embraced, wearing victorious grins.
The moment Elena’s heart stopped, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly spoke in her head-
[Detecting host’s maximum resentment level and pure maternal instincts. Binding conditions met…]
What was that voice?
Elena’s head throbbed like it had been hit by a sledgehammer. Her consciousness, foggy and scattered, was somehow returning.
[Beast World Prosperity System initializing… 10%… 50%… 100%! Activation successful!]
[Host: Elena Reed, bound to Beast World Prosperity System. Initial benefits granted: unlimited mental power enhancement, beast world language comprehension, basic self-defense abilities unlocked! As a welcome bonus, you’re entitled to a one-day beginner tutorial.]
A rush of warm energy filled her body, pushing out the cold and pain. She could feel her strength coming back. But then dizziness hit, and Elena passed out again before she could figure out what was happening.
When she awoke again, the cruel voices were gone. Instead, two deep, male voices were talking-
“Only one female volunteered to comfort the General this time?”
“Yeah. The others were too terrified.”
“Scan complete. Send her in.”
After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me Chapter 2 Arrival in the Beast World
The warning siren blared through the isolation zone just as two guards finished their shift change.
[Warning! Warning! General Ares Hayes has broken containment!]
[Isolation Sector lockdown imminent! All personnel below S-Rank evacuate immediately! S-Rank males prepare for combat!]
The guards’ faces went pale. They tried to flee, but a massive black wolf appeared before them.
In a flash, their transport was struck by lightning emanating from the beast’s body. Both guards were killed instantly, their bodies burned to ash.
But the girl in the back seat? Not a scratch. She tumbled from the wreckage, rolling over twice across the ground before her hazel eyes snapped open.
“…Ouch.”
Elena groaned, her forehead wrinkling as pain coursed through her body.
A robotic voice spoke in her head.
[Host successfully transported to the Beast World.
Current Identity: Female Leopard-Cat Tribe, 18 years old.
Physical Constitution: F-Rank.
Mental Power: F-Rank (adjusted to Unlimited).]
[Main Mission initiated: Claim the Wolf General-Successfully soothe and mark Ares Hayes. Mission completion will unlock 10% system progress.]
Where am I?
The System’s transmission quickly answered her question.
She had been reborn into the interstellar Beast World, as a young adult female of the Leopard-Cat Tribe. She had no reproductive ability, and her mental power was the lowest rank.
Her original self had volunteered for a dangerous job helping the mentally unstable Imperial General. Her grandmother’s illness had left her desperate for funds. She had been promised ten million star coins, but the work was deadly.
Ares Hayes, known as the Empire’s War God, was the designated next Marshal. His mental power ranked at the highest 4S level, and the stronger a beastman’s mental power, the more destructive he became when unstable.
The original Elena had died immediately upon entering the isolation zone, unable to survive the General’s psychic assault.
Now, the reborn Elena had to face him.
“System, what benefits come with reaching 100% progress?” Elena inquired.
[Each time you successfully bond with a System-designated male, progress will unlock. When you successfully help resolve the Beast World’s reproduction and stability crisis and reach 100%, you will receive the Key of Space-Time, granting you one opportunity to return to a critical point in your original world and change your fate.]
Elena’s heart raced. “You mean I can go back to before I was killed?”
[Yes, Host.]
Thoughts of her parents, the child who would never be born, and the faces of Marcus and Victoria filled her with rage. Elena clenched her fists. She would survive, complete her mission, and return for vengeance.
[Current progress: 0%. Good luck, Host.]
Elena rose, and a massive black wolf descended from above, the impact shaking the ground beneath her.
At roughly ten feet tall, with powerful limbs and golden, feral eyes, the wolf dwarfed her.
It unleashed a thick bolt of purple lightning. The energy gouged a four-meter-deep crater in the earth, yet it dissipated harmlessly across Elena, thanks to the System shielding her.
Seeing the wolf preparing to attack again, Elena set aside fear. Following the original Elena’s memories and the System’s guidance, she rushed to its side and placed her hands against its soft fur, releasing her mental power outward.
Enhanced by the System, her power surged into Ares like a tidal wave. Gradually, the golden feral light in his eyes softened. His massive form shrank into a half-human, half-wolf state.
Elena looked up at the towering figure before her, heart skipping a beat.
In his semi-beast state, Ares stood nearly seven feet tall, naked, with jet-black hair and piercing green eyes. His angular features were sharply sculpted, perfect in every line.
Elena forgot how to breathe. She tried to look away but found her gaze traveling downward instead. Bronze-toned skin covered broad shoulders marked with scars, a firm chest and chiseled abs. His long, powerful legs supported his frame, and between them…
Elena quickly looked away, shocked.
It was frankly not a size any human man should ever possess.
She forced her attention back to pacifying him, though the twitching black wolf ears atop his head and the fuzzy tail swaying gently behind him kept drawing her eyes.
The changing eye color indicated that Ares was stabilizing. Just as Elena anticipated his full recovery, she found herself suddenly swept up in powerful arms and cradled against his chest.
Elena pressed her hands against his broad chest, nervously calling out, “General Ares.?”
So close, she caught the minty scent of him. Strangely comforting.
Ares blinked at her voice, briefly lucid, but confusion returned. He didn’t remember what “Ares” or “General” meant.
All he knew was that the female in his arms was beautiful. She had striking gray-brown eyes, a delicate nose, and tempting lips.
Most of all, she smelled like peaches, awakening his most primal desires.
Ares lowered his head, nuzzling her cheek, his hand stroking her back.
Elena hadn’t expected this intimate gesture. As a Leopard-Cat, her back was sensitive; the touch sent electricity shooting through her body.
Impulses surged, and she leaned instinctively against his broad chest.
Reason told her to resist, but her body craved contact.
“What’s happening…” Elena moaned softly.
Her soft voice sounded irresistible to Ares. His golden beast eyes flickered with desire. Her scent, her voice, her warmth-all triggered something possessive deep inside him.
Confusion clouded his mind. He didn’t know what these feelings meant.
Just as Ares leaned in to kiss Elena, he smelled other male beastmen approaching. His pupils turned to slits.
Male beastmen. Many of them. They would steal my female! Protect her!
Instinct overwhelmed Ares. He held Elena tight and dashed toward the dense forest.
Even 4S-level males couldn’t match his speed. The group sent to sedate him only caught a glimpse of his departing shadow.
“The General has regained his semi-human form? Has he regained reason? Report to Her Majesty immediately!”
“There’s a female scent. did he take the girl?”
“No way! Did the General take her for mating? But General Ares has always believed in fated mates and never touches other females.”
“I heard he relies on suppressants during his heat cycles. His mental breakdown happened because he’s been suppressing his needs too long.”
Once male beastmen started talking, the conversation inevitably turned sexual, especially when discussing someone of high rank and authority.
Ares had long been a celebrity in the Empire, constantly avoiding female attention by claiming to be waiting for his fated mate.
Meanwhile, Elena had been taken to a secluded cave.
The moment they landed, Ares pressed close. His breathing quickened, his body temperature rising. Fingers traced her lips, and he kissed her demandingly, hungrily claiming her mouth.
Every touch sent electric shocks through both their bodies. Ares craved more contact, and Elena felt the same pull.
In his eagerness, Ares’s fangs accidentally cut Elena’s lip.
Trapped under his weight, Elena tasted blood on her tongue.
Pain mingled with the System warnings blaring in her mind.
[Warning! Target is unexpectedly entering heat cycle. Host must complete marking, or the target faces total mental collapse and death.]
[Mission failure will result in Host termination-death. Act now!]
After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me Chapter 3 Heat Cycle
Elena froze, quickly realizing the situation. She had successfully soothed him, but Ares was unexpectedly entering his heat cycle. If she didn’t act, he could die, and failure would erase her.
She had no choice.
Males in heat could only find relief through mating with a female.
Marking would completely restore the male’s sanity, but it required the female’s mental power to entwine with the male’s during intercourse, releasing all his turbulent mental power.
Elena’s gaze swept over Ares’s massive form, towering and frighteningly powerful, and her throat went dry. She swallowed hard and drew a trembling breath before kissing Ares back.
Ares sensed her initiative. He deepened the kiss, his tongue forcefully parting her teeth and tangling with hers in raw hunger. His scorching breath fanned across her face, the mint scent intoxicating her senses.
Ares trailed kisses from her mouth to her neck, teeth scraping against her skin. Since he had been in his beast form earlier, he remained completely naked. Elena could feel his rock-hard cock pressing urgently against her private part.
His shaft was large and burning hot. As he moved, it brushed against her folds, sending waves of tingling pleasure through her body that made her knees weak. She could feel herself growing wet, though she knew that minimal moisture would never be enough to accommodate his thick length.
Ares pinned her beneath him, completely out of control. Every muscle in his body was rigid, his skin burning with fever. His huge cock pressed against her entrance.
No. This body is still a virgin.
Elena managed this clear thought despite his suffocating kisses. She needed to make him release some tension first, and she needed to… prepare herself.
While he buried his face in her neck, licking and biting, Elena reached down with trembling hands. She touched his solid abdomen, then grasped his hot, hard length. Ares immediately let out a satisfied, urgent growl from deep in his throat, thrusting forward into her touch.
His cock was fully exposed before her eyes now, its tip glistening and wet. A powerful male scent filled her nostrils.
No time for hesitation or embarrassment. Elena took a breath, lowered her head, and took his tip into her mouth.
“Mmph…”
Too big. The head stretched her mouth open, pressing down on her tongue as it pushed deeper. She could only take half before her jaw ached unbearably. She worked diligently on what she could manage, swirling her tongue around the tip and sucking hard at the small opening.
Above her, Ares’s breathing grew heavy with pleasure.
But it wasn’t enough. A large hand suddenly gripped her hair, forcing her head down!
“Gah! Ngh…” His cockhead slammed into the back of her throat.
Elena instantly couldn’t breathe. Tears sprang to her eyes as all sounds were choked off. Her throat constricted around the intrusion by reflex, squeezing him tighter. This sensation clearly drove Ares wild-he bucked his hips, beginning to thrust into her mouth.
Elena could only make muffled whimpers as he used her.
Just as her vision started getting spotty, Ares seemed to remember “don’t break her yet” and pulled out. Sticky fluid connected to the corner of her mouth as he growled hoarsely, “Open.”
Elena tilted her face up, opening her swollen lips. Ares stroked his veiny cock rapidly with his hand. After a few quick pumps, thick streams of cum shot onto her face and into her waiting mouth.
The sight of Elena like this seemed to greatly please Ares’s primal side.
He growled, pulling her up from the ground and holding her tightly against him, his large hands massaging her numb knees. But this moment of “tenderness” lasted only a second. In the next, he laid her down on the fur-covered floor and tore off what remained of her clothing.
Elena knew the Ares before her now had only “penetration” and “release” in mind-foreplay wasn’t an option.
While he buried his face against her chest, greedily sucking and biting her hardened nipple while his hand roughly kneaded her other breast, Elena slid her hand between her legs.
She was already soaking wet. She carefully put one finger into her tight entrance.
It hurt a little, but the deeper sensation of emptiness and craving overwhelmed the discomfort. She gently moved her finger, trying to relax while searching for spots that would make her wetter. Soon, more slick arousal flowed out, coating her fingers.
That should help…
She thought as she withdrew her hand.
Ares’s desire clearly hadn’t been satisfied by the oral release-his cock stood just as hard, perhaps even more erect than before.
He spread her legs and positioned his tip against her slick wet pussy.
No pause, no asking permission.
With one powerful thrust, Ares drove inside, using brute strength and the little wetness she’d managed to make!
“AHHH!” Tearing pain instantly shot through her entire body.
Elena screamed, her nails digging deep into Ares’s back.
So hot! So painful!
Being filled by that wild, rock-hard cock-the burning heat and rough stretching made her body shake uncontrollably.
Ares panted heavily, clearly uncomfortable.
Entry was difficult; she was too tight.
Elena’s instinctive contraction from pain only squeezed him tighter, causing both to groan in discomfort.
The wild Ares didn’t understand why getting inside was so hard. He growled in frustration but started thrusting roughly with the little progress he’d made.
Each thrust brought new pain, making her lower stomach hurt badly. Sometimes, his thick head would brush a certain spot inside her, sending sharp electric jolts through her body, but these were quickly overwhelmed by more intense pain.
After what felt like forever, with all the friction and pressure, Elena felt herself getting wetter-her own arousal mixed with what might be blood from the rubbing.
She endured the pain and glanced down. What she saw made her scalp tingle: his massive shaft was buried inside her, stretching her delicate opening to a pale white. The tender flesh was pulled out and pushed back in with each thrust. A shocking length remained outside, the purple-red stem coated with their mixed fluids, his sack below swollen like a sandbag.
Watching herself being taken, the visual intensified the physical sensation. It still hurt, but a strange excitement of being completely filled and possessed emerged from deep within her. Involuntarily, she tightened her pussy, her inner walls starting to eagerly grip his enormous member as more wetness flowed.
Ares immediately felt the change. A satisfied growl rumbled in his throat as he suddenly increased his pace, each thrust more powerful than the last, drilling deep inside her.
Elena bit her lip, attempting to hold back her moans, but it was impossible. An intense spasm of mingled pain and extreme pleasure washed over her. Her vision went white as her core convulsed uncontrollably, releasing a flood of wetness that soaked the fur beneath them.
She was stunned to realize she had climaxed from such brutal sex.