MTL - Logging Into The Desolated World 10000 Years Earlier - Chapter 145 140: Not reconciled! [Wanke 1.5/2]

MATURE CONTENT: BDSM, NO RAPEBambi Scout, a mistreated Omega, has one goal: escape her pack and become a rogue. Her plans shatter when she is unexpectedly chosen as the Alpha’s breeding mate—a position every she-wolf covets and one she never wanted.Thrust into a world of glittering envy and vicious hatred, Bambi must now face the pack's most powerful and dangerous figures, including the ambitious Luna Odessa. But the most terrifying figure of all is the ruthless Alpha Dawn himself, a wolf of ice and calculated command whose cold demeanor cracks the first night he takes her to his bed.What begins as a duty for him ignites into a dark, all-consuming obsession.---“Can you just leave me, please? I do not wish to get into trouble with the Luna again.”“But, I want you and I fucking need you. How many times do I have to say it to make it stick?”“I don't care! Just go! Leave! Please, Alpha.”“I like that,” He cupped my jaw. “Sounds like something I want to hear when I'm deep inside you.”I let out an angry, frustrated sigh.“So, why do you keep depriving us of this?” he continued, “Why can't you give us this?”“But, why are you doing this, Alpha? Can't you leave when I say so?”“No!” He shot back. “I hate the idea of anyone else having you. I despise the idea of any man having a taste of you. If I don't have you, no one else can. And if any man dares to try me, I'll paint the town red. Come to me or I'll make your life miserable.”

Xu Shulou dreams she’s a character in a bizarre storybook.The male lead is Long Aotian, a man with a “Dragon Overlord” script: treasures fall into his lap, beauties vie for his heart.The first heroine is his delicate junior apprentice sister. The second, the Demon Sect’s saintess. The third… the fourth…Where does Xu Shulou rank? She flips through the plot and realizes—despite being Long Aotian’s official fiancée, she’s nothing but a disposable pawn.In the story, her sect elders dote on her fragile junior sister.“Shulou, yield this treasure to your sister. She’s weaker and needs it more.”“Shulou, don’t be unreasonable. Your gentle sister deserves care.”Even Long Aotian prefers the junior sister. He’s a flirtatious mess, forcing Xu Shulou to compete with other women, her jealousy twisting her into a villain. Meanwhile, the junior sister blossoms into a pristine lotus.But Xu Shulou refuses to play along.When the script demands she and her junior sister be kidnapped, Long Aotian saves the “weaker” girl, saying, “Shulou, you’re stronger—you’ll understand.”In reality? Long Ao Tian arrives just in time to see Xu Shulou slaughter the villains, scoop her sister into her arms, and vanish into the sky—without sparing him a glance.When demons attack, the story expects Long Aotian to leave his fiancée and lovers in the sect’s care. The elders protect only the junior sister, letting Xu Shulou be humiliated.In reality? The elders sneer: “Our senior sister dominates the cultivation world. Why would we need you to worry about her?”When the story’s Long Aotian coaxes the Demon Saintess into betraying her clan for him…In reality, the Saintess timidly asks Xu Shulou: “You’re a righteous heroine. I’m a hunted demon. Why would you want to befriend me?”In the script, Xu Shulou claws at other women in jealous rage.In reality, she’d rather live in peace—until Long Aotian pushes too far. Then she draws her sword.In the story, Long Aotian reigns supreme, surrounded by beauties.In reality, Xu Shulou steals his allies, hoards his treasures, and occasionally beats him up—while he sulks.“My sword saves the world and shields the innocent. It’s not for fighting over men.”“See? Dreams lie. I’m the one holding the Dragon Overlord script.”

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!