Wife's Mastiff Seized My Bedroom, So I Neutered It

At the wedding, my wife, Sophie Gilbert, brought a million-dollar purebred Tibetan mastiff as part of her dowry.

I turned around and called a vet, and had the dog neutered that same night.

All because I had been reborn.

In my last life, Sophie tied that dog to the side of our bed every single night.

I assumed she'd just grown too attached to her pet, so I swallowed my disgust and let it happen.

But every time I woke, I felt drained dry, weaker by the day.

Countless nights I had nightmares of turning into a dog, my whole body covered in fur.