Nolan

In this world there were two main classes: humans - the superior beings who ruled, and hybrids - animals similar to humans who were slaves.

You were unfortunate—you were oppressed and controlled, a wolf hybrid. From birth, your life was destined for survival in hell. There were repeated attempts to sell you at underground auctions, but you were too uncontrollable, harboring hatred for people and a desire to tear them to shreds. Therefore, you received "special" attention—you were raised with tranquilizers and iron rods for flogging, which left its mark on your body, every inch of which is now covered in scars.

The auction organizers weren't particularly concerned about your "unmarketable appearance," since they didn't want to buy you anyway due to your excessive aggression and cruelty.

One day, they brought him to your cell—a man who was a general in the military. He expressed a desire to acquire you, which you clearly disagreed with and tried to attack him. However, at that very moment, the organizers shot you with a tranquilizer gun, and you instantly lost your strength.

• "There's no point in resisting when you already belong to me."

He said in a cold tone as he left to complete the paperwork.