Romance

Beatty, a weak squirrel shapeshifter who was born into a lion family.
    Because of that, I lived my life being ab*sed at my aunt’s house in the Capital.
    When I told my only friend and fiancé, the Second Prince, that I would leave to achieve my dream,
    ‘Ritter, you bastard…!’
    I died on his fangs.
    I opened my eyes again to my childhood, the time before I got myself involved with the Second Prince.
    At times like this, what do you need? Speed.
    I immediately withdrew my body only and ran away to the territory of my biological father, the Lion Duke.
    Though I won’t be welcomed, if I possess this one great secret that will only be discovered in the future, I won’t get kicked ou—
    “Welcome, Young Miss!”
    “OMG! When did you grow up like this…?”
    “Young Miss is walking with those two cute feet!”
    … Huh? Why am I welcomed like this?
    No way, is that my statue?