Transmigrated as a Side Chick in a Smut Novel, I Marked an SSS-Beast Lord Instead

The second I blinked my eyes awake, overwhelming terror crashed over me. A towering, brutish hog-beast had pinned me ruthlessly to the rough forest ground, its foul breath fanning over my skin and its ferocious, bloodshot eyes glowing with greedy malice. Cornered and helpless with no time to scream or struggle free, pure survival instinct kicked in instantly. Without a shred of hesitation, I stretched my hand sideways, grabbed a sharp heavy rock from the dirt, and smashed it brutally against the beast’s skull again and again until its violent struggles ceased completely. I single-handedly took down the ferocious hog-beast, staining the surrounding earth with its blood. The tense, bloody scene unfolded silently under the pale silver moonlight of the beast world night. Just as I panted heavily from the desperate fight, a noble and imposing figure descended from the moonlit sky—the legendary Celestial Tiger Marshal. Possessing peerless divine beast power and an awe-inspiring aura that commanded absolute reverence, he appeared out of thin air to rescue me from the deadly predicament, chasing away any lingering hidden dangers in the woods. His graceful, powerful presence felt like a divine salvation amid the chaos, yet neither of us anticipated the bizarre consequence of this midnight rescue. In the chaos and residual panic, an invisible ancient bond triggered between us. Before I could understand what was happening, I accidentally branded the mighty Celestial Tiger Marshal with an irreversible lifelong mate mark. The sacred binding mark latched firmly onto his skin, tying his fate entirely to mine in front of the moon and forest. The unparalleled heavenly marshal, free and unyielding for millennia, was suddenly bound to a stranger with an eternal mating covenant, leaving both of us stunned by the unexpected twist of fate. Yet my troubles were far from over. Waiting for me back in my tribal territory was a cunning and vicious nine-tailed fox, who had never stopped scheming against me. For countless times, this malicious fox had set up endless abuse traps to frame, humiliate, and bring me down, plotting to steal my status and luck for herself. I had always chosen to endure and play the naive, foolish princess in the past, tolerating all her schemes in silence. But this time, after surviving a deadly assault and accidentally binding a celestial tiger marshal as my mate, I was done with compromise. This princess would no longer play the fool—I would crush every trap, overturn every scheme, and fight back fiercely against all the hidden malice coming my way.