Claim Your Own Fox

Summary

Five years ago, I saved a handsome fox.

I expected gratitude. Instead, he dumped three kits on my doorstep.

As I hesitated, floating comments appeared:

[OMG! These fox spirits transform into Grade-A hotties!]

[The fake heiress will steal them to build her harem!]

[Their powers will help her steal everything from you!]

Just then, my scheming "sister" reached for the box:

"You hate animals, Cora. Give them to me."

I yanked the box back:

"Better to raise my own men, no?"