Put To Trial By My Beast Mate

Synopsis

On Thanksgiving, at the dinner table, my beastfolk husband's new lover picked up a piece of food and placed it in my bowl. I covered my mouth, nausea rising, then set down my fork. "I'm full. Enjoy." The next second, the entire table was flipped over. I fell to the ground in shock. Shattered porcelain sliced into my wrist. Blood poured out, impossible to stop. Every time I'd been hurt before, Gabriel Larsen would drop everything to treat me. But this time, he didn't move. He held his lover in his arms, softly comforting her. His lover burst into tears. "Holly didn't even take a bite. That's my favorite dish. She's discriminating against me!" Gabriel shot me a cold look. "Aren't you always preaching equality? Discrimination is a crime. Report yourself to the beast court for judgment." My heart went cold. In this world, no one entered the beast court and walked out unscathed.