Fluffy Mates Chase Their Bos On Survival show – “Layla, I know you think I stole your mother and your fiancés. I never wanted it to be like this,” Stella Grant said. “I love Mom dearly, and she loves me. I can only share her love with you. “But I don’t need the mates. I can give them back to you. It’s just that they have some misunderstandings about you. So why don’t we go on that survival dating show, Primal Hearts, together? “If you perform well, they’ll fall for you.” In the dessert shop, Layla Hale stared at Stella chattering away across the table, inwardly sighing. The plot was unfolding just like in the book. She had been a survivor in a post-apocalyptic world, struggling to stay alive until she starved to death. Then she woke up as the villainous biological daughter in an interstellar Cinderella story. The real heiress had a tough life before being brought back to the family. After her return, she spent all her time targeting Stella, the fake heiress.
She was obsessed with taking back everything Stella had, everything that should have been hers: her powerful mother, the inheritance of the Grant family, and the five carefully chosen fiancés. But against Stella, who was meticulously raised by a wealthy family, Layla’s petty schemes were no match at all. She lost every time, earning herself the reputation of a vicious, jealous heiress. Participating in the survival dating show was pivotal for the plot. Although Stella’s words were repulsive, the former Layla, who had been struggling to win back her fiancés’ heart, was tempted by the offer and decisively accepted the variety show. During the live-streamed show, she became a clingy suitor, frantically pursuing the five mates who were meant for Stella. But it only made them despise her, pushing them right into Stella’s arms. The primitive forests of that barren planet were treacherous. The former Layla, heartbroken and lost, never made it back. Stella, on the other hand, effortlessly claimed everything that belonged to the real heiress, except her bloodline. And that bloodline was no longer a threat. Knowing the former Layla’s fate, would Layla still join the show? Of course not.
Layla smiled faintly. “I won’t be participating in the show, and I won’t be taking those fiancés either…” Stella interrupted Layla without waiting for a response, placing the contract on the table with a confident expression. “I’ve already signed contracts with those five men. You’re the only one left. See you on the show.” As she picked up her bag to leave, Stella recalled something and turned back. “By the way, desserts that cost less than a hundred credits are made with inferior ingredients. They’re not befitting of the Grant family’s heiress. “I ordered some from ‘Pure Bliss Bakery’ for you. They’ll be here shortly. “The chef has served the royal family for over thirty years. Their desserts are hard to come by. You’re in luck today. I happened to have someone buy some, so I’m sharing some with you.” Layla stared at the small, palm-sized dessert that cost over a thousand dollars and fell silent. She’s really full of herself! Due to the former Layla’s actions, her mother, who doted on Stella, was planning to kick Layla out of the family. Not wanting to compete with the heartthrob Stella and end up meeting a gruesome end, Layla decided to move out of the Grant Manor herself. But reality was harsh.
She soon realized that she lacked even a month’s rent. Meanwhile, the person who took everything flaunted her success. Layla picked up the contract, ready to toss it in the trash, when a line caught her eye, and she froze. “Successfully surviving for one year on the designated planet A13 will grant you full ownership of said planet.” A whole planet for just one year of survival? Layla, who had been surviving in the post-apocalyptic world for over a decade, was instantly stunned. She opened her smart device to search for how much a planet was worth. The latest transaction showed a small planet selling for 46 billion credits. She immediately signed the contract. ***** Time passed, and the live broadcast of the survival dating show Primal Hearts arrived. Dating shows were by far the most popular variety programs among beastmen, but after so many seasons, the public had long grown tired of the same old romantic plots. Primal Hearts dared to be different. It combined survival challenges with a dating show. The guests returned to their primal, wild selves, embarking on a three-month survival journey on a deserted island. The focus was on building a love that could withstand anything.
The first season went viral as soon as it aired. When the second season’s cast was announced, the hype reached new heights. The reason was simple. Both the real and fake heiresses of the Grant family had joined the show. Stella, the fake heiress, had been a child star and was incredibly famous. The real heiress, Layla, was a complete unknown before she was caught on camera bullying Stella. Now she was public enemy number one, hated across the entire network. Netizens expressed their outrage. [Fiona Myers has no shame! She invited that vicious female, Layla, just for views!] [Leave our Stella alone! Fiona, you’d better replace her, or we’ll show just how fierce our fans can be!] [I pity the male guests. Whoever catches Layla’s eye is in for it.] [Rumor has it that the Grant family selected five mates for their heiress, who are on the show too. I hope Layla isn’t after them.] [She’s delusional! General Hartwell clearly prefers Stella.] [Let’s not forget Prince Oliver. He’ll transform into his beast form for her, a breathtaking white crane of unmatched beauty!] [What about our top singer, the mermaid? Writing songs exclusively for Stella is no small feat!] [Ah, here we go with the fans fighting over who’s better for Stella. Fine, I’ll say it, Wolf Boss is the real deal. He understands her dreams and supports her!] [Students from Crownpeak University advocate for Prof. Slater! He’s dark, obsessive, and full of tricks!] [Is this something I’m supposed to know?
But please, go on!] [I hope Layla knows her place and stays out of Stella and her suitors’ romance.] Layla liked the last comment using her alternate account. She had plenty of self-awareness. She wasn’t the female lead, nor did she have the aura of a heartthrob. She’d have to be crazy to try to steal the lead’s men. She just wanted to make money. “Ding-dong. The spaceship has arrived at Planet A13 and is about to dock. All passengers, please get ready to disembark,” the intercom announced. Layla made her way to the deck as instructed, followed by others. In the interstellar beast world, where males vastly outnumbered females, polyandry was common. On Primal Hearts, the ratio of female to male guests was a staggering one to three. On the deck, there were five female guests, including her and Stella, and fifteen, no, fourteen male guests.
All the male guests were handsome and had a great physique. Layla couldn’t help but admire a few of them. One of them was a silver-haired male with pointed ears, so handsome he seemed almost inhuman. He rolled his eyes impatiently and mouthed a warning. “Look at me again, and I’ll gouge your eyes out!” Layla froze. Stella pulled at her dress, whispering, “Stop staring. You’re just making them dislike you more.” Layla was speechless. She realized that her interest lay in the female lead’s men. The silver-haired one was George Wilson, a top mermaid singer known for his temper and particularly harsh towards the former Layla. Rolling his eyes was typical. The former Layla tolerated it, but she wouldn’t. She rolled her eyes back. What’s wrong with admiring a handsome man for a moment?