To My Beloved Wolf [Novel]

"I never wanted a body like this. I wished to be born tall, strong, and great—like a true hero…!"

A shameless rabbit and an honorable wolf’s marriage.
To escape her father, Shyla chooses a political marriage and heads north.
But the husband rumored to become the legendary “Black Wolf” turns out to be nothing more than a scrawny, prickly little pup…

"You always try to act cute to get out of situations, don’t you?"

Since her husband is this cream-puff-like pushover, Shyla has no intention of ever leaving the duchy.

"Don’t worry about anything. If you can’t become a jewel yourself, then I’ll learn alchemy for your sake."
"You’re special to me. I’ll make sure you shine."

Shyla helps restore the confidence of her husband, who suffers from social anxiety and self-loathing.

"Honestly… you’re such a handful."

Thanks to Shyla’s devoted care, the once-small and adorable pup grows into a large, fearsome wolf…

"I’m not cute anymore. I’m not that small, white little puppy…"
"You’re still a puppy."
"Really?"
"In my eyes, you’re still my small, white, adorable pup."
"Shasha… do you like me?"
"Yes. I like you as much as chicory."

Shyla, who loves even the dirtiest parts of me.
My Shyla.

Calion is soon conscripted into the army, and believed to be dead after going missing in action. Fifteen years later, her husband returns as a strong, grown man…

"We’re adults now, so we should have an adult’s kiss."

At Calion’s calm words, Shyla only blinked. After twelve years in a monastery, she could recite scripture by heart—but knew nothing of intimacy between a man and a woman.

"How… how do you do an adult’s kiss?"
"An adult’s kiss isn’t called a peck, Shasha."
"Then… what is it?"
"It’s called a kiss."