I Drove the Wolf King Crazy

Chapter 1

I transmigrated into the story as the villainess. System told me to humiliate the werewolf male lead, hard.

Message received. I lifted my hand, ready to slap him across the face.

I misjudged our height difference, and my palm landed squarely on his chest instead.

System sounded sweetly innocent. [Host, you did amazing. The male lead’s ears are already red from anger.]

Later, following System’s instructions, I tied him to a chair and shoved him back, then pressed my bare foot onto his tail.

I hesitated and asked, "Are you sure this counts as humiliation?"

System doubled down. [Of course. Look how flushed he is. His breathing got heavier too. He’s obviously furious.]

I nodded and put more pressure into it.

What I did not know was that a human’s strength meant nothing to a werewolf.

The man beneath my foot let out a muffled groan. I had stepped on him, and he liked it.

When I came to again, I was in Vivian Hart’s body.

And the male lead, Ethan Grayson, was on one knee in front of me, slipping a shoe onto my foot.

He stood up right after, his gaze cold enough to cut. "Anything else you want, Ms. Hart?"

In my head, I asked System, "What am I supposed to do next?"

System started flipping through a book. [Wait. I haven’t finished this one yet. Let me read ahead and I’ll tell you.]

I blanked.

People said the world was held together with duct tape. Even System was this unreliable?

System went pitifully quiet for a second, then rushed to explain.

[I’m a first time System.]
[This book is the worst one to manage. The senior Systems wouldn’t even touch it, so it got dumped on me.]
[Host, just improvise for now. Once I find the right part, I’ll tell you what to do.]

Great. I had been assigned the most clueless, wide eyed System in existence.

With no better option, I scanned the room, grabbed a glass of water, and splashed it straight into Ethan’s face.

He lowered his head. I could not read his expression, but the air around him turned even colder.

Water rolled from his hair, down his throat, and disappeared beneath his collar.

I froze, staring.

His white dress shirt clung to him, nearly see through.

The lines of his chest showed through, and his abs were sharp and unmistakable.

I swallowed, fighting to keep my composure. He really was a werewolf. Of course his body looked unreal.

System nudged me to keep going.

I snapped back to reality. No, I could not let a pretty face distract me.

I stood, lifted my hand, and went for another slap.

Again, I misjudged the height difference, and my palm smacked his chest instead.

A loud crack rang out. The whole room went silent.

I swear I did not do it on purpose.

If anyone was to blame, it was Ethan for being too tall.

The original Vivian was about five foot seven, and even standing straight, she only reached his chest.

System stayed adorably sincere. [Host, you’re incredible. The male lead’s ears are totally red from anger.]

I looked up. Ethan’s ears really were red, like they were flushed with heat.

I asked, "That’s from anger?"

System insisted it was, and told me to hit him a few more times to really humiliate him.

I raised my hand for a second try. Ethan caught my wrist before I could move.

His voice dropped, rough and low. "Don’t."

Then he said, "Grandma’s still in the hospital. I’m going to see her."

Before I could answer, he turned and walked out without looking back.

It was the first time he had ever left without the original Vivian’s permission.

And somehow, from the way his shoulders pulled tight as he went, he almost looked rattled.

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