Taming the Lynx Cub and His Alpha Dad
Language: en
I've always had a weakness for anything soft. Cats, dogs, rabbits—if it had fur and a heartbeat, I was a goner. So, when I "checked out" of my previous life only to wake up in the world of a trashy paranormal romance novel, I should have been terrified. I was the villainous stepmother to a future shifter-hybrid antagonist. According to the tropes, I was destined for a gruesome end at the hands of the very child I was currently supposed to be tormenting. Felix was only four years old. In every other "transmigration" story I’d read, there was a System. A floating screen or a disembodied…