Reborn to Take the Throne

My best friend and I were thrown into the beast tribe where females were rare and the law was polyandry.

Last time, she chose the alluring serpent man as her mate, while I chose the loyal wolf man as mine. Her harem grew, her mate got jealous and caged her underground. My mate cherished me, and when he became chieftain, he placed the tribe at my feet.

That was until my best friend shoved me off a cliff.

I woke up back to the day of choosing our mates. She claimed my wolf man with a triumphant smile, in return, I simply pointed to the white tiger priest.

Being the wife of the chieftain was too small a dream, after all.

In a world where females rule, I'll take the throne.

I was reborn after my best friend pushed me off a cliff.

When we woke up, we realized we were back to the day we first arrived in the beast tribe.

I could hear the voice of the old chieftain of the white tigers the moment I opened my eyes.

"All unmated males of the white tiger tribe are here. You two precious females may choose whomever you like," he said.

We were still confused about the situation back then.

Luckily, we could understand their language.

My best friend, Autumn Cox, was a modern-day thrill-seeking romance expert.

Once she understood what the chieftain meant, she almost instantly chose a handsome and elegant serpent man.

"What a piece of cake! What's there to be afraid of?" she whispered to me, clearly excited.

This tribe was probably a paradise to her.

She then glanced at the rest, and she said, "Lynn, you're soft by nature. Don't choose someone too attractive. It would be awful if another woman stole him. Those plain-looking ones seem nice."

She pointed at the plain-looking males.

However, I did take her advice.

It was not because I was scared someone would steal my mate; instead, it was because there was a wolf-like man among them.

It was said that the wolf tribe was extremely loyal to their mates. They would only have one mate for life.

I knew that if I chose him, I would not need to worry that Autumn might steal him from me.

Surely enough, my wolf man stayed loyal in our past life. He ignored all her attempts to lure him.

Autumn resented that.

She condescendingly said, "Lynn, your wolf man is so stubborn. He can't tell the good from bad; he's so dumb."

I only smiled and did not disagree with her.

She was right to say that the wolf tribe had a one-track mind when it came to their mates.

However, she was dead wrong to call him dumb.

He would not have used me to achieve anything in the tribe if he were dumb. In the end, he rose to become chieftain.

Autumn never knew that the wolf man kept me under strict watch.

This time, she pointed at the