FIRST MEET
Is this reasonable?
She just wanted to ask—was this reasonable?
Could it be that the 21st century is really the first year of mass transmigration? Otherwise, how could an utterly ordinary university student like her suddenly time-travel?
And she even crossed into a novel she had once read.
This book had been recommended to Laura by her roommate. It was a beast-world romance where one heroine
had multiple male partners. It told the story of a human girl, Annie, who accidentally transmigrated into a girl named Snow in the beast world. There, as a rare female, she successively met four mates: the lion-tribe male lead
Alex, the white-fox Even, the red-snake Dan, and the golden-crow Scoot.
The plot was basically brainless wish-fulfillment, but the author wrote it sweetly, with very fast “progress.” Laura just treated it as a bedtime story.
The only thing that bothered her was that the female supporting character had the same name as her.
She never expected that after one night’s sleep, she would actually arrive here.
Looking around at the utterly bare cave, Laura couldn’t help wanting to cry. Human civilization had developed for thousands of years to reach modern society, yet she—a modern girl—woke up to find herself thousands of years back.
Who was she supposed to complain to?
She had transmigrated into the supporting character who shared her name, the wife of an injured snow wolf. Just a month before Laura arrived, the original owner had been forced by her tribe to marry this snow wolf.
Having never even dated before, Laura suddenly found herself becoming the wife of a beastman. She felt completely cheated.
This big gray wolf was severely injured. In the original owner’s memories, he had never woken up.
Three days after arriving, Laura was finally forced to accept reality.
She held the jade pendant around her neck and pulled herself together a little. When she sensed the familiar spiritual spring appear in her mind, the unease in her heart eased slightly.
Thankfully, it had come with her.
This jade pendant had been with her since she was adopted by the welfare institute. It was said to have been left by her biological parents.
After she got into university, Laura accidentally cut her hand and a drop of blood fell onto the pendant, unlocking the spiritual spring within. The water there was miraculous, with extremely strong healing powers.
Carefully putting the pendant away, the world’s setting rose unconsciously in Laura’s mind.
In this ancient, savage era, beastfolk, humans, and demons depended on one another. Beastfolk could freely transform between human and animal forms. Every beastfolk tribe had a priest.
Humans were the weakest physically, but possessed exceptional intelligence and strong craftsmanship. They could make delicate tools and reproduced quickly, but their fighting ability was poor, so they had always relied on beastfolk to survive.
Demons were the most dangerous beings here—however, their meat was delicious and highly edible.
To survive in such a place, Laura couldn’t help hugging herself, her eyes tinged with confusion.
Fortunately, having grown up in an orphanage, Laura’s heart was especially strong. She quickly sorted out her thoughts.
The original owner’s husband had always been unconscious, and the original owner had been timid and fearful.
She had never dared to care for him, only shrinking into a corner to cry silently after eating.
After receiving the original emotions, Laura drank some spiritual spring water to restore her strength, then looked around the house, thinking about how she should survive next.
Right now she had nowhere to go. Before the snow season ended, she could only stay here. As for the big gray wolf—she would save him if she could, Laura thought.
After organizing her thoughts, Laura looked around this bare home. The cave was empty, with only some dry grass and firewood. Dried meat had been thrown casually onto the ground.
There was a torn bag, a broken pot, a chipped wooden bowl and spoon, and something that looked like a fire-starter. Other than that, there was a bone knife, moldy animal skins, some dried meat, and a few rotten fruits…
Looking at all this, Laura sighed.
Picking up the fire-starter, Laura lit a small flame, then carried the pot outside. She cleaned it with snow, then filled it with more snow and carefully carried it back into the cave, placing it over the burning hay.
The snow in the pot melted into a pot of clear water. Once it boiled, she tore the dried meat into small pieces and broke off a bit of salt stone to put inside. After stirring it together, it became a bowl of meat soup.
It was just soup with only water, meat, and salt, but it was better than nothing.
Laura cautiously tasted a sip. The taste was… a bit strange. But for someone who was nearly starving, it already counted as pretty good. With the warm fire in front of her, Laura spread some dry grass under herself and sat down, warming herself as she drank two full bowls of soup.
As it went down, her body warmed from her heart to her limbs.
Laura felt very grateful she had once cooked with her professor back in school. Otherwise, just the act of making a fire would have been enough to defeat her.
After warming up, Laura fed the big gray wolf some food as well.
This was her first time really seeing her “husband.”
When she’d read the novel, she’d imagined this big gray wolf in her head. But seeing him in person now, he was nothing like she’d pictured.
He was much more tragic. Much more pitiful.
He was so thin that if not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, Laura would have thought he was already dead.
But of course—without anyone to tend to his wounds or feed him, he really would have died.
Forget it.
Since she was already using his cave, Laura had always repaid kindness. Whether he could be saved or not, she would at least try to make his final days a little better.
Forcing herself to ignore the smell of rot, Laura treated his wounds and fed him spiritual spring water. She was completely exhausted afterward, her whole body aching.
Not knowing where to sleep, she gathered some dry grass, laid animal skin over it, and fell asleep like that.
The next few days passed the same way. Laura fed the wolf, applied medicine, and continued figuring out what she should do next.
Immersed in her thoughts, Laura didn’t notice that the big gray wolf in the corner had already awakened long ago and was quietly observing everything with his spiritual sense.
Derek felt like he’d had a very long dream. In the dream, someone fed him, treated his wounds, climbed up and down his body. He couldn’t see this person’s face.
But he could feel that he was lying in a warm cave. The fire was cozy. The pain from his injuries had lessened, and even his long-aching stomach seemed filled with something warm.
Derek’s parents had died shortly after his birth. The tribe said he had cursed them to death. He’d grown up begging food from every household.
Unloved since childhood, everyone believed he was cursed and refused to associate with him. After being injured while hunting, they had simply thrown him here to die.
Derek had never experienced such warmth. If this was a dream, he wished he would never wake up.
Outside, the northern wind howled, but inside, the cave was peaceful and warm.
Three days passed like this. From Laura’s constant muttering, Derek had basically understood the situation and learned that he already had a wife. The big gray wolf blushed, full of embarrassment.
His little wolf wife had not only not abandoned him, but had been caring for him so carefully. He didn’t know why, but his eyes suddenly felt hot, and his heart burned like it was being roasted by fire.
The spiritual spring water Laura fed him had strong healing power. Derek felt a surge of warmth spreading through his body, and everywhere it reached, the pain disappeared.
He moved his working limbs slightly and opened his eyes.
