The Serpent King's Hidden Heirs

I needed money, so I sold myself to that cold, handsome man for seven nights. He left behind a black card and an ice-cold eggshell, then vanished.

Three months later, a doctor found six coiled serpentine shadows inside my womb.

I discarded every trace of my identity and fled to a snowbound cabin, hoping to stay alive.

But the day I gave birth alone in a blizzard, what crawled out weren't monsters. They were six babies with golden slit pupils who called me "Mama."

My children were not priceless treasures. To the powerful guys, they were research subjects.