The weakest girl in the apocalypse accidentally became the obsession of multiple apex predators.

Unfortunately for them, predators don’t share easily.

Felicity was supposed to die on the first day of the apocalypse.

Zombies devour the weak. Beastmen rule the ruins of human cities. Strength decides everything now.

Felicity has none.

Small, soft spoken, and completely unsuited for a world like this, she survives only because Victor finds her first.

Victor is a winged apex predator feared by every beastman who crosses his path. He does not protect strangers.

But once he chooses something…

he does not let it go.

Unfortunately for him, other predators have started noticing her too.

A wolf who watches too quietly.
A snake whose patience feels dangerous.
A lion who refuses to leave her side.

Predators who should never share anything.

Except her.

Because something about Felicity is changing them.

And in a beast ruled apocalypse, predators were never meant to share.

Unfortunately for them, Felicity might be worth learning how.

The air inside Felicity's space was timeless, a golden twilight that smelled of cedar and the heavy, sweet musk of a completed heat. On the massive bed in the centre of the forest house, the hierarchy had finally found its balance. Victor lay at the centre, his skin still radiating the immense, thrumming heat of a Level 100 breakthrough. Felicity was tucked into his side, her blonde hair spilled across his chest like silk, her blue eyes closed in a deep, post-exhaustion sleep.


Chapter 188 - Grumpy Morning