Transmigrated as the Villainess: Pregnant With the Wolf King’S Child
Chapter 1: The Villainess Awakens
She died with tears in her eyes.
The final chapter of the novel blurred before her vision, the cruel words etched into her mind like a curse.
The villainess died in despair, her child never seeing the light of day, her body falling cold beneath the blade of the man she loved.
“What a stupid ending…” she whispered, her voice trembling.
The Wolf King had been ruthless. Cold. Merciless.
And the villainess?
Pathetic.
Obsessed with a man who never loved her. Desperate enough to use forbidden witchcraft to bind him. Foolish enough to believe that a night stolen by magic could become love.
In the end, she paid the price—with her life.
The book slipped from her fingers.
Darkness swallowed everything.
—
When she opened her eyes again, the world had changed.
Silk curtains.
A grand ceiling.
The faint scent of roses in the air.
Her heartbeat quickened.
“…Where am I?”
She sat up abruptly, her head spinning. Her hands—soft, pale, unfamiliar—trembled as she touched her face.
A mirror stood nearby.
And when she saw her reflection—
Her breath stopped.
Long silver hair cascaded down her shoulders like moonlight. Her eyes—deep crimson—held a dangerous beauty she had only ever read about.
“No way…”
Her voice came out softer, richer.
This wasn’t her body.
This wasn’t her world.
A terrifying realization crashed into her mind.
“I… transmigrated?”
Her grip tightened on the bedsheet.
“And not just anywhere…”
Her lips parted in horror.
“I’m her.”
The villainess.
The woman destined to die.
Memories flooded her mind—like a dam breaking.
Her name.
Her status.
Her fate.
She was the daughter of a powerful noble house. Feared. Respected. But behind that elegance lay obsession.
She had fallen in love with the Wolf King—the most powerful ruler of the northern territories.
A man known for his brutality.
A man who would never love her.
And yet—
In the original story, she had drugged him.
Used witchcraft.
Seduced him.
And became pregnant with his child.
For a brief moment, she believed she had won.
But the truth was far crueler.
The Wolf King hated deception.
And when he found out…
He killed her with his own hands.
Her body trembled.
“No… no, no, no…”
She shook her head violently, as if she could erase the future.
“I’m not doing that.”
She jumped off the bed, pacing the room.
“I’m not going near him. Not even by accident.”
Her voice grew firm.
“No drugs. No witchcraft. No stupid obsession.”
She stopped, taking a deep breath.
“I will survive.”
—
From that day onward, she lived carefully.
Very carefully.
If the original story was a path to death—then she would simply step off it.
The Wolf King resided in the northern palace, rarely attending social gatherings.
Good.
She avoided every event he might attend.
Every invitation.
Every chance encounter.
If his name was mentioned—she left.
If his presence was rumored—she stayed away.
Years passed.
Three years of perfect avoidance.
And it worked.
She never met him.
Not even once.
Relief slowly replaced fear.
“Maybe… I changed it.”
She smiled faintly one evening, looking out at the sunset.
“Maybe I can live a normal life after all.”
For the first time since waking in this world, she felt hope.
—
Until the night everything fell apart.
It was supposed to be simple.
A farewell party.
Her closest friend was leaving for another kingdom, and she couldn’t refuse this one event.
“It’s safe,” she told herself.
“The Wolf King doesn’t attend these kinds of gatherings.”
The grand hall shimmered with light.
Music played softly.
Laughter filled the air.
She allowed herself to relax—just a little.
“Maybe I was overthinking everything…”
A servant handed her a glass of wine.
She took a sip absentmindedly.
Sweet.
Strangely sweet.
Her brows furrowed.
“…That’s odd.”
Moments later—
Her vision blurred.
The room spun.
Her heartbeat pounded in her ears.
“What…?”
Her body felt hot.
Too hot.
Her breath grew uneven.
“No… this feeling…”
Her fingers tightened around the glass before it slipped and shattered on the floor.
Someone… had drugged her.
Panic surged.
“I need to get out…”
She staggered toward the exit, her steps unsteady.
Voices echoed behind her, but she couldn’t focus.
The hallway stretched endlessly.
Her vision darkened at the edges.
“I can’t… collapse here…”
She pushed forward blindly.
A door appeared before her.
Without thinking, she opened it and stumbled inside.
The room was dark.
Cold.
Silent.
She barely made it a few steps before her legs gave out.
And then—
A presence.
Heavy.
Dangerous.
Terrifying.
Her instincts screamed.
Someone else was there.
A low, restrained growl echoed in the darkness.
Her blood ran cold.
“…Who…?”
A pair of glowing golden eyes opened.
Sharp.
Predatory.
Locked onto her.
Her heart stopped.
No.
No, no, no—
This couldn’t be happening.
The scent in the air shifted—thick, intoxicating, overwhelming.
And then she realized.
This wasn’t just any room.
This was his room.
The Wolf King.
He had locked himself inside.
And she—
She had walked straight into his den.
Her body, already burning from the drug, trembled uncontrollably.
“Please…” she whispered weakly, backing away.
“I didn’t mean to—”
The figure moved.
Fast.
Too fast.
In an instant, he was in front of her.
Tall. Dominating. Radiating power that crushed the air itself.
His gaze was wild.
Unrestrained.
As if he was barely holding onto control.
“You…” his voice was deep, rough, laced with something dangerous.
“Why are you here?”
She shook her head, tears forming.
“I don’t know… I was drugged…”
But even as she spoke—
She knew.
It didn’t matter.
Fate had found her.
After three years of running—
She had still ended up here.
Alone.
With him.
And that night…
Changed everything.
—
She tried to escape her destiny.
But she didn’t know one thing.
A wolf only has one mate in his lifetime.
And once the Wolf King marks someone—
She becomes his forever.
And now…
There was no escape.
Because she carried his child.
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