Marrying a Beast in an Apocalypse
Webtic
Chapter 1 Reborn
I was the lost daughter of the Carrington family, but they found me and brought me back only to take someone’s place in an arranged marriage.
My birth parents, John Carrington and Mandy Price, told me, “Blood isn’t thicker than water. We raised Kylie, and her happiness is what truly matters to us.”
Then, the apocalypse struck. The wereserpents‘ wealth turned into nothing, and Kylie Carrington, the fake daughter, fled with John and Mandy, scrambling for survival.
Meanwhile, I was married to a weretiger and lived safely within a secure refuge.
But peace was short–lived. Kylie and my so–called parents found me and killed me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of selecting our husbands.
John and Mandy said to me, “Marry the wereserpent. Think of it as our way of making it up to you. Don’t fight with your sister over this.”
The wereserpent sent a luxurious car to pick me up. As I swirled the wine in my glass, I thought with a smile, “This time, the good life is mine.”
I was reborn–back to the first day I set foot in the Carrington residence.
At that moment, Kylie was happily discussing our marriages. “I’ll marry the weretiger, Luke Stroud, and Sheila can marry the wereserpent, Gavin Lange. It’s a perfect match for us both!”
John and Mandy immediately agreed on my behalf, claiming it was for my good and to make up for the 20 years we had been apart.
The moment they said so, I knew the three of them had been reborn, too.
In my past life, the wereserpents were all from prestigious, wealthy families. Their men were refined, elegant, and carried an air of aloof sophistication. In contrast, the weretigers were known for their lack of education, their crude clothing, and their loud, brash voices.
Fate played a cruel joke on the Carringtons. Years ago, they had arranged a marriage alliance with the weretigers, and when the time came, one of their daughters had to marry into the clan.
Of course, Kylie refused. So, she came up with a brilliant plan for John and Mandy.
“Why don’t you bring back that daughter you abandoned years ago? She’s the perfect match for those uncultured weretigers. You’ve spent so much raising me all these years. Are you
really willing to send me off to suffer?
“Blood might be thicker than water, but it’s only natural that the child you raise is the one who truly loves you. Mom, Dad, I’ll take care of you two in your old age.”
And just like that, John and Mandy found me and brought me home.
They cried as they hugged me and swore to make up for all the lost time. To make things fair, they even arranged a good marriage for me.
I believed them and got married. But then, John and Mandy vanished from my life.
When the zombie outbreak began, the wereserpents were too physically weak to fight, and all their wealth turned worthless.
Conversely, my weretiger husband could crush a zombie’s skull with a single swipe of his Before long, the weretigers established a refuge, one that only they could enter.
By the time John, Mandy, and Kylie found me, they were nothing but skin and bones. They knelt at my feet and begged me to take them in.
paw.
Later, I discovered they had been using wereserpents as zombie bait, and Kylie had been seducing my husband. In the end, they decided to kill me instead of hiding their dirty deeds.
They even threw my body to the zombies. Nothing was left of me.
Now, back in this life, Kylie and my parents had started their manipulation all over again.
John smiled at me and said, “Gavin’s from a wealthy family. You won’t be losing out by marrying him. If anything, Kylie’s the one taking the hit this time.”
Mandy patted my hand. “Once you marry Gavin, you need to behave yourself and listen to him. And don’t bother contacting us unless it’s something important.”
Kylie added, “Mom and Dad are only thinking of what’s best for you. You’re not saying. anything… So that means you agree, right?”
I knew exactly what Mandy meant. She was implying the upcoming zombie outbreak.
Watching them so smugly play out their little scheme and so convinced of their own cleverness, I felt sick. Nonetheless, I kept a neutral expression so that they wouldn’t suspect I had been reborn, too.
These fools had no idea that the real key to surviving the apocalypse wasn’t the weretigers‘ refuge.
