I Accidentally Imprinted On The Wolf Duke (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
Ugh, seriously! Chloe Reeden, are you some kind of beast?!
A fresh wave of intense regret crashed over her.
If only she’d known he’d take it so seriously and come looking for her himself, she never would’ve pulled off such a stunt.
But even that wasn’t certain.
No matter how she thought about it, her state last night had been far from normal.
She hadn’t taken any mind-altering drugs—it was utterly incomprehensible, even inexplicable, how she could’ve committed such a colossal blunder of a lifetime.
Wait a minute!
She’d drunk alcohol yesterday, hadn’t she?
The inn she’d stayed at yesterday was located in Arne, a small village roughly midway between her hometown of Borgen and the Duke’s estate in Roizen—though, to be precise, it stood completely alone in an awkwardly isolated spot, far from even the village outskirts.
Since traveling directly from her family home to the Duke’s estate took a full day, she’d always stopped there overnight, and yesterday had been her third visit.
Given its remote location, the inn rarely had guests and even had a back entrance—making it the perfect place to stay incognito, pay upfront, and slip out at dawn disguised as a man without drawing attention.
That was precisely why she’d chosen it.
As usual yesterday, when she went downstairs to the inn’s first-floor dining area for dinner, she was the only guest present.
On previous visits, that had never happened—but yesterday, the elderly innkeeper couple had enthusiastically offered her their homemade liquor.
Their insistence had been so strong, and with her being the only guest, it was hard to refuse.
Truthfully, it was also the last day of her vacation before returning to the Duke’s estate, and she hadn’t been entirely unwilling to get drunk and forget everything for a while.
Burdened by guilt over having to ask Carcus to look after her mother, and dreading another entire month ahead in disguise until her next vacation, she’d hoped alcohol might at least numb those thoughts temporarily.
She’d barely ever drunk before, so she had no idea of her alcohol tolerance.
Could there have been some kind of aphrodisiac in that drink?
She’d heard rumors of such crimes—drugging someone’s drink at social gatherings to sneakily arrange a pleasure-filled night without their knowledge.
But she quickly shook her head.
She was grasping at straws, suspecting everything only because her own actions made no sense.
In fact, when the elderly couple saw she was actually drinking, they’d even given her chocolate, saying it contained alcohol-neutralizing compounds.
If there really had been a drug in the drink, the only possible culprits would’ve been those kind-hearted old people.
But why would such frail, simple-looking elders commit such a pointless crime in that quiet place with virtually no visitors—on that specific day, targeting someone completely unrelated to them?
It just didn’t add up.
It was illogical to think those thoughtful elders, who even gave her chocolate out of concern for her getting drunk, could’ve predicted she’d show up there yesterday and drink—then deliberately drugged her.
So it couldn’t have been drugging.
Ah! Now that she thought about it, she’d forgotten about that medicine.
Thinking about drugs had suddenly reminded her of the medicine she’d failed to take.
For several years, whenever the seasons changed, her mother always made sure she took a certain medicine.
“What’s this medicine for? Do I have some incurable disease or something?”
Since her older twin brother Klein never had to take it—only she did—she’d asked her mother this many times, but her mother had always just said it was a nutritional supplement.
Since taking it never caused any noticeable symptoms, she’d assumed it really was just that—but this time, she hadn’t taken it.
Her mother had been bedridden ever since the accident four or five months ago—the last time she’d taken the medicine—hovering at death’s door and now confined constantly to bed, unable even to take her own medicine without someone else’s help, let alone prepare doses for her daughter.
In any case, she definitely hadn’t taken any strange medicine yesterday—though she had failed to take her usual one.
If anything, it would’ve made more sense if the Duke himself had taken it, not her.
Given how drastically he’d changed.
Duke Hughgray Ulphaz was the kind of man no one could’ve imagined transforming into a beast in bed.
As the young head of House Ulphaz—a family with a long tradition of producing Sword Masters—he was widely regarded as the greatest Sword Master in the history of the Elaion Empire. Yet, even more famous than his skill was his breathtakingly handsome appearance, so striking it could steal the soul right out of anyone who looked at him.
You’d think that someone with the abilities of a Sword Master could afford to be a bit less handsome.
But he possessed a beauty unmatched by anyone else—even counting back to the age when now-extinct beastkin ruled over humans, his status as the greatest Sword Master was nearly overshadowed by the sheer praise for his looks.
And if such an incredibly beautiful Sword Master existed, wouldn’t the world at least balance things out by giving him an utterly terrible personality?
But the world wasn’t fair—he had a well-rounded character too, never lacking in manners or dignity, though perhaps not especially warm or gentle.
He was, in short, on the verge of becoming the most perfect human being alive in the Elaion Empire.
Yet perhaps even the gods had grown envious of his perfection, for he carried one fatal rumor that completely canceled out all his fame and glory.
“Duke Hughgray Ulphaz is impotent.”
That was the rumor attached to him—a nickname so infamous it had practically become a proper noun: “The Impotent Duke.”
Of course, the rumor hadn’t always been this devastating.
At first, people merely whispered that he “avoided women,” “disliked them,” or even “despised them,” because his aversion to women was so extreme it made people wonder if even the livestock at his estate were all male.
It was as though that luscious fruit hanging impossibly high on an untouchable tree was too precious to ever be seen falling to the ground.
Presumably, no one dared worsen the rumor further, unwilling to crush the hopes of countless women throughout the kingdom.
But after several years of his extreme fastidiousness—refusing to let any woman even approach him—the rumors gradually evolved into whispers that he “preferred men.”
As if trying to limit the despair caused only to women.
Yet there was no real evidence he leaned toward men either.
In fact, he’d visibly disliked it when even men got too close—which was exactly why Chloe always kept a few steps back when receiving his orders.
Eventually, after another year or so in that state, the rumor finally transformed into “something vital is broken.”
Crushing the hopes of every man and woman in the kingdom equally and utterly.
“Broken”—in other words, impotent.
Impotent, huh….
Ha!
That’s hilarious!
It wasn’t that his thing couldn’t come alive—it seemed more like it refused to die all night long.
No, no!
Don’t think about it.
She forcefully suppressed the wild memories trying to surface in her mind.
She needed to forget last night’s colossal disaster as quickly as possible and focus on the present.
Only then could she safely repay her debts and finally escape this disguise.
The Ulphaz Ducal Household was called a “dream workplace” due to its extraordinarily high wages—but Chloe had never planned to work there long-term, not even a tiny bit.
Because the decisive condition for employment simply didn’t apply to her.
The Ulphaz Ducal Household had unusual hiring rules unseen anywhere else, making the label “dream workplace” apply exclusively to men.
[Hiring Regulations for Servants of House UlphazArticle 1
① Must be male.
② Under no circumstances shall one bring any woman onto the estate or create any situation that might allow a woman to enter.
③ Violation of either clause 1 or 2 requires repayment of all salary already received plus a penalty fee equal to that amount.]
These were truly bizarre rules—and the reason for the estate’s unusually high pay was precisely because of them.
Since no female servants were ever hired, even tasks traditionally considered women’s work had to be handled entirely by male staff at House Ulphaz.
Moreover, the inclusion of a penalty fee on top of regular wages created an intimidating pressure—even on employees who hadn’t violated any terms.
Naturally, Chloe, being female, couldn’t legally work there.
At first, she hadn’t even considered it.
Yet she ended up working there anyway because her twin brother Klein, who had been hired as a servant, died right before his first day.
Initially, she had intended to inform the ducal household of his death and cancel the employment.
But circumstances forced her to change her mind.
Because on the very day her brother died, her mother’s condition deteriorated to the brink of death.
To save her mother, who hovered precariously between life and death, they needed medicine containing the core of a mythical monster rumored to be extinct.
That medicine cost an astronomical sum—precisely equal to the one-year salary Klein had been promised upon hiring at House Ulphaz.
Thus, Chloe had no other choice but to disguise herself as a man and take her brother’s place.
There had been no time to seek another job in such an urgent situation—and crucially, only the ducal household had agreed to pay the full year’s salary in advance.
Though cross-dressing wasn’t something she desired, it was an unavoidable necessity.
How uncomfortable and nerve-wracking it was to constantly hide her true gender.
Naturally, she fully intended to quit as soon as she’d repaid the money.
To do that, she just needed to survive uneventfully for at least one year.
And yet…
A one-night mistake with the Duke?
The advance payment of one year’s salary had long since vanished—spent immediately on the life-saving medicine.
She hadn’t even left enough to cover her mother’s ongoing treatment costs, who still hadn’t recovered enough to even sit up.
In fact, Carcus was currently covering those daily medical expenses…
If she now had to repay the entire year’s salary plus an equal penalty fee?
No!
Just imagining it made her chest tighten painfully.
It was absolutely imperative that her true gender never be discovered!
And it might not just be about money anymore.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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I wonder how long it’ll take for the Duke to find out his “male” servant is the woman he is looking for.
I understood why she wanted to keep her identity hidden at first (because of the money issue) but now I understand why she wants to run away. Sir Joyce just made it seem like her very life is in danger from the Duke!
The calm before the storm…. she thinks she’ll make it out of this, but we all know what’s going to happen.
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First, imprinting on a woman he’d just met, and now being enchanted by a man.
Does it not even cross your mind that your servant could be posing as a man? What kind of sheltered world are you living in, Duke?
Just as the Duke had fitted every circumstance neatly into his own misunderstand
I actually find this hilarious. The Duke was overly delusional, so she might as well go big im her falsehoods too! 😂🤣 Fight delusion with more extreme delusions!
Moreover, he was kind, courteous, cheerful, and thoughtful—the kind of man whose
I hope this guys isn’t a 2nd male lead. I don’t like feeling bad for a childhood friend when we all know who the end game is.
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Artemtisforaday
So her mom made her take some mysterious medicine? Yeah. She’s definitely a shifter too. Or at least not fully human.