When My Stepmother Trained My Sister Like a Dog, I Unleashed Hell

Summary

I flew home early to surprise my sister Nikki, but found our villa empty. Then I spotted fabric peeking from a locked dog kennel. Inside, Nikki was curled in a crate too small for a beagle.

"Nikki?" I whispered, offering her favorite cream cakes. She shook violently. "No! Cakes are for Master. Dogs only eat kibble."

Melissa's sickly-sweet voice came behind me: "Nikki prefers being a dog." My pregnant stepmother wore the Dragon Seal - our family's power symbol that Mom split between Nikki and me.