Summary
My childhood sweetheart was drugged and entered heat, triggering a half-beast transformation.
I rushed to his side with an inhibitor, only to find the medicine was useless.
Without hesitation, I turned and ran.
Just a step away from the door, my hand was seized in a death grip.
My childhood sweetheart, half-beast with golden snake eyes, stared intently at me.
In a hoarse voice, he said, “Ah Yin, help me.”
But there are some things I really can’t help with!