Chapter one
Chapter One
Ryan only wanted one thing — a love story like his two fathers.
But that seemed impossible.
He had been homeschooled his entire life. Not because he was sick, not because he was incapable — but because his pa was overly protective. In this world of three genders, protection was everything.
There were:
Shemales — able to bear children but forbidden to marry women.
Women — ordinary females.
Males — allowed to marry either women or shemales, but unable to bear children themselves.
Ryan was a shemale.
His father was a male. His pa was a shemale.
The name Ryan didn’t belong to this ancient world. It belonged to a different life — a modern one.
He had died on the battlefield at fourteen.
When he opened his eyes again, he was inside the body of Linuan — a fragile boy of fourteen in an ancient era. He didn’t scream. He didn’t cry.
He simply chose to live.
Every month, he burned paper money for the original owner of the body. A silent promise. A form of respect.
Four years had passed. He was eighteen now.
In his previous life, he had a secret. He had always preferred to be on the receiving end in relationships. But he was huge — tall, broad, intimidating. No one ever saw past that. So he buried that part of himself deep.
But now?
Now he had another chance.
He would fall in love.
He would have children.
He would live.
There was only one problem.
He had never seen a male outside of his father.
Even the household workers were elderly shemales.
Until today.
Today, he received news that would change everything.
He was going to the academy.
For the first time since waking up in this world, Ryan smiled like someone about to see the sun.
The real world was waiting.
