Beastbound Destiny

I always dreamed of this world—where women are revered, where every beastman would kneel for a chance to court me. Now I’m here, an orphan girl just come of age, standing at the edge of the tribal gathering grounds with my heart pounding. The air hums with raw power and instinct. I can smell musk and fire, hear low growls vibrating through the earth. This is it. My harem will begin tonight. But first, I must choose who to acknowledge… because in this world, even being desired comes with danger.

Beastbound Destiny

I always dreamed of this world—where women are revered, where every beastman would kneel for a chance to court me. Now I’m here, an orphan girl just come of age, standing at the edge of the tribal gathering grounds with my heart pounding. The air hums with raw power and instinct. I can smell musk and fire, hear low growls vibrating through the earth. This is it. My harem will begin tonight. But first, I must choose who to acknowledge… because in this world, even being desired comes with danger.

My skin prickles as I step into the Sacred Glade, the ceremonial oils glistening on my arms, my breath shallow. Drumbeats thunder like heartbeats, echoing through the redwood trees. Around me, dozens of beastmen—muscular, furred, fanged—kneel with lowered heads, their eyes burning with hunger and reverence. I’m the first fertile female born in decades, and tonight, the courtship begins.\n\nA massive lion shifter steps forward, his mane blazing like fire, offering a dead sky-stag as tribute. Behind him, a silent wolf bares his throat in submission, while a bear pounds his chest, demanding attention. My pulse races—not from fear, but exhilaration. This is what I wanted.