Reborn in Beast World: I Chose the White Tiger

My brother, Trevor, and I transmigrated together to a primitive beast-shifter tribe.

In this primitive world, males were rare and highly valued, leading to a system where men could have multiple female partners.

The tribe's Chief told us to choose our mates first.

Trevor, his face flushed with excitement, eagerly picked the exceptionally gifted Snake-shifter.

I chose the fiercely loyal Wolf-shifter.

In my past life, while the Snake-shifter was hibernating, Trevor opened his "harem," taking several other partners, dreaming of a life surrounded by beautiful women.

But the Snake-shifter was possessive and obsessive.

When she found out, she locked Trevor in a cold, damp underground cave, forcing him to provide sperm, making her conceive clutch after clutch of eggs.

Meanwhile, the Wolf-shifter pampered me, eventually inheriting the position of tribe Chief.

On the day of the inheritance ceremony, Trevor, consumed by jealousy, suddenly rushed forward and pushed me off a cliff.

When I opened my eyes again, we were back on the day we chose our mates.

This time, Trevor snatched the Wolf-shifter first.

"Alex, this time, I'm going to be the Chief's consort."

I smiled, pointing at the White Tiger Priestess. "I choose her."

What was so great about being the Chief's consort?

Since this primitive tribe revered males, wouldn't it be perfectly reasonable for me to become a beast-shifter emperor?

After my brother pushed me off the cliff, I was reborn.

Reborn to the exact day in my previous life when we had first transmigrated to the primitive beast-shifter tribe.

The moment I opened my eyes, the White Tiger tribe's Chief's ancient voice echoed in my ears.

"All the unmated females of our White Tiger tribe are here. You two precious males, choose whoever you like."

In my past life, when we first arrived, we were pretty confused.

But somehow, miraculously, we could understand what these shifters were saying.

Back in our world, Trevor was a total playboy, always chasing thrills.

As soon as he understood the Chief's words, he practically leaped to choose the beautiful, elegant Snake-shifter as his mate.

"Heh, this is gonna be interesting," he whispered excitedly to me after making his choice.

For him, this shifter tribe was practically paradise.

He then scanned the line of shifters and suggested to me, "Alex, you're too quiet. If you pick someone too pretty and she gets snatched by another guy, you'd be screwed. I think those few who look 'steady' would be good."

The ones he pointed to were all powerful and imposing shifters in their human forms.

But I still took his advice.

Not because I was genuinely afraid of my mate being poached, but because among the shifters he pointed out, there was a Wolf-shifter.

It was said that Wolf-shifters were fiercely loyal to their mates, taking only one for life.

If I chose her, I wouldn't have to worry about Trevor trying to steal her away.

And sure enough, in my last life, that Wolf-shifter proved utterly devoted to me. No matter how Trevor tried to poach her, she remained unmoved.

Trevor was incredibly frustrated by this.

He'd sneer sarcastically, "Alex, your Wolf-shifter mate is too stubbornly devoted, isn't she? So foolish, she can't even tell good from bad."

I just offered a faint smile, noncommittal.

I agreed that the Wolf-shifter was single-minded when it came to her mate.

But to call her foolish? That was a massive misconception.

If she were truly foolish, she wouldn't have cleverly leveraged my presence to secure her own standing, making one achievement after another, ultimately maneuvering her way into the Chief's position.

However, the Wolf-shifter kept me under strict watch, so Trevor remained completely ignorant of all this.

This time, the Chief's words had barely finished when Trevor, without hesitation, pointed at the Wolf-shifter and declared, "I want her as my mate."

Hearing his words, the Wolf-shifter's eyes instantly gleamed with surprise and joy.

In the White Tiger tribe, Wolf-shifters were, at best, of middle-to-lower strength.

Typically, males wouldn't even consider a Wolf-shifter.

The other shifters, seeing Trevor choose the Wolf-shifter, looked on with visible resentment.

"Noble male, how could she, a low-ranking Wolf-shifter, be worthy of you?" A large Bear-shifter thumped his muscular chest, indignantly.

The Wolf-shifter's expression immediately became tense, tinged with a hint of insecurity.

But Trevor just smiled faintly, walking straight towards the Wolf-shifter. "I want her. I believe the female I choose will be the best."

Before leaving, he quickly leaned in and whispered to me, "Alex, this time, I'm going to be the Chief's consort."

I just said nothing, watching him actively take the Wolf-shifter's hand.

The Wolf-shifter gazed at him, deeply moved, then let out an excited howl directed at the sky.

Seeing this, the other shifters glared enviously and jealously at the lucky Wolf-shifter, then turned their eager gazes towards me.

I slowly scanned over them, finally letting my eyes settle on the Snake-shifter.

Trevor, noticing my gaze, shifted his eyes and said, "Alex, the Snake-shifter is incredibly skilled in... that area. You're inexperienced, so why not choose her? It might spare you some discomfort in bed."

Hearing Trevor's suggestion, I politely declined with a faint smile.

"No, thanks. You know I don't like spineless creatures."

Then, I pointed to the tall, agile White Tiger Priestess standing beside the Snake-shifter.

"I choose her."

At my words, a hint of joy appeared on the faces of both the White Tiger Priestess and Chief Kaelen.

Trevor, however, couldn't help but show a look of schadenfreude.

I knew exactly what he was thinking.

The White Tiger Priestess I chose was not only the tribe's Priestess but also Chief Kaelen's daughter.

Under normal circumstances, she was destined to inherit leadership of the White Tiger tribe.

But in my past life, the Lion-shifter tribe had ambushed her with all their able-bodied females while she was hunting. The fierce and formidable White Tiger Priestess was severely wounded, developed an infection, and died.

It was only because of this that I had the opportunity to strategize and secure the Chief's position for the Wolf-shifter.

This time, however, I wouldn't let the White Tiger Priestess meet such a tragic end.

I wanted her to be the sharpest blade in my hand.

What was so great about the Chief's consort position Trevor cared so much about?

Since this primitive tribe revered males, wouldn't it be perfectly reasonable for me to become a beast-shifter emperor in this world?

This life, I only wanted to control my own destiny.

After Trevor and I had each chosen our mates, we began to forge our bonds in front of all the White Tiger tribe's shifters.

In the primitive tribe, a male could have multiple secondary partners, but only the female who had truly bonded with him had the right to live in his dwelling.

As for secondary partners, they were no different from mistresses in modern society.

Of course, unlike human society, these secondary partners in the primitive shifter tribe were openly accepted and legitimate, not like secret lovers hidden away.

But if a secondary partner lost the male's favor and was cast aside, it was considered a completely normal occurrence.

In my past life, Trevor had leveraged this fact, daring to openly flirt with other shifters while the possessive and obsessive Snake-shifter was in hibernation.

He had always intended to just have his fun and then find an excuse to dump his secondary partners.

Unfortunately, he totally screwed up.

Males were already incredibly scarce in this world, so how could those shifters, who had finally gotten a chance to be his secondary partners, give up so easily?

So, when the Snake-shifter emerged from her cave after hibernation, she was immediately surrounded by the shifters Trevor had flirted with, all demanding answers.

Trevor's excuse for rejecting them was that the Snake-shifter wouldn't allow him to have secondary partners.

When the Snake-shifter learned that Trevor had been flirting with so many shifters while she was hibernating, she exploded.

After a brutal fight with these secondary partners, she dragged Trevor back to her snake cave, her face grim.

Then, she completely cut off his contact with other shifters. When she entered her breeding cycle, she forced Trevor to cooperate, successfully conceiving and laying clutch after clutch of snake eggs.

Trevor had tried to escape and call for help, but the Snake-shifter never gave him a chance to leave.

It wasn't until the day of the ceremony for the Wolf-shifter to inherit the White Tiger tribe leadership, which required every old, weak, woman, and child in the tribe to attend, that Trevor finally had a chance to leave the cave.

Because the Chief's inheritance ceremony involved a ritualistic offering to the Sky Spirits, the location chosen was the cliff behind the tribe.

He saw me, who had always been second best to him, become the Chief's consort, and he was consumed by jealousy.

Then, while all the shifters were kneeling to worship the Sky Spirits, he rushed at me and violently pushed me off the cliff.

"Alex, you've always been second best to me since we were kids! Why do you get to live a better life than me? Go to hell!"

My family and Trevor's used to be neighbors. In the past, my family's financial situation was even better than theirs.

But after my parents died in a car accident, my biased grandmother took everything and gave it to my uncle's family.

Trevor's uncle, seeing my pitiful state, sponsored me.

Later, I regretted countless times accepting their sponsorship.

Because Trevor would tell anyone who'd listen that his family funded my education, that I'd be in an orphanage without them.

Because of that, I always felt like I owed him, always a step beneath Trevor.

He didn't like it when I excelled in exams, so I'd deliberately do poorly, becoming his convenient contrast.

And my friends gradually drifted away after Trevor arrived.

Even my college girlfriend was deliberately poached by Trevor, who came all the way to visit during our extended holiday break.

"Alex, don't be mad. I just wanted to test if she truly loved you. You're my best friend, and I was worried you'd get hurt by a manipulative woman."

"See? I proved it, didn't I? You really should thank me."

I just gave him a grateful smile. "Yeah, thanks, Trevor."

Trevor grinned triumphantly. "No problem, what are best friends for?"

I just sneered internally.

The word "friend" was defiled by people like him!

But the fact remained that the Fu family had shown me kindness.

I couldn't afford to have a complete fallout with Trevor and upset his uncle.

However, that was all in the past now.

From the moment Trevor pushed me off that cliff, I no longer owed his family anything.

The bonding was completed quickly.

Chief Kaelen then smiled at us. "Alright, now that the bonds are formed, you may each return to your dwellings."

"The other females shouldn't be discouraged. If you can win the favor of these two males, there's always a chance you could become their secondary partners."

Hearing Chief Kaelen's words, the other shifters' expressions relaxed, and their eyes blazed with desire, fixing on Trevor and me.

Anya, the White Tiger Priestess, narrowed her eyes, instantly shielding me with her body.

Then she snarled at the other shifters, "He's mine! I'm not sharing him with any of you!"

"Anyone who dares to covet my male, I'll tear her to shreds."

Seeing the White Tiger Priestess's declaration, the other shifters' faces showed regret.

They knew the Priestess's power all too well.

To contend with the Priestess for a male, they probably had no hope at all.

But dealing with that Wolf-shifter would be much simpler.

In an instant, all the remaining shifters in the clearing fixed their gazes on Trevor.

Their looks towards the Wolf-shifter, however, were filled with murderous intent.

A shifter's strength was paramount, and the Wolf-shifter's power didn't even rank in the top hundred of their entire White Tiger tribe. How could she possibly be worthy of bonding with such a precious male?

They could understand the Priestess monopolizing a male, after all, she was the strongest female in their White Tiger tribe.

But the Wolf-shifter?

She was completely unworthy of monopolizing a precious male!

Trevor, watching the shifters vie for his attention, a faint smile played on his lips.

As if this was the treatment he deserved.

But he had no idea that once he entered the wolf's den, getting out wouldn't be so easy.

I gave him a fleeting glance and then said to Anya, "I'm tired, I want to go back and rest."

Hearing my words, Anya's face instantly showed a look of concern.

The next moment, her arm, thicker than my thigh, easily scooped me up.

"I'll take you back to sleep right away," Anya said, her voice deep.

Then she swiftly carried me securely in her arms and sprinted towards her stone dwelling.

The Priestess's status in the tribe was actually higher than the Chief's.

Because the Priestess was not only responsible for rituals and divination, and the tribe's secret knowledge, but also for healing injured shifters.

After all, medical systems in primitive societies were extremely scarce; whether a shifter survived an injury depended entirely on the Priestess, the sole inheritor of medicinal knowledge in the tribe.

Anya carried me back to her stone dwelling, then carefully placed my body on the stone bed covered with animal hides.

Her brilliant golden eyes watched me intently. "You sit for a bit, I'll get you a blanket."

I nodded at her.

Soon, she returned from a wooden chest with a large animal hide blanket.

But to my surprise, she wasn't getting the blanket to cover me; instead, she spread it over the stone bed again.

After neatly laying out the blanket, she gazed directly at my exposed skin. "Your skin looks very delicate. I'll put an extra layer of blanket for you, so the stone bed won't be rough."

It wasn't that no males in the tribe had shown her affection or made advances.

But she had always shown little interest in the tribe's males.

Today, meeting me, she realized that she actually liked strong and resolute males like me.

Moreover, my scent was truly wonderful, intoxicating her to the point where she couldn't bear to be far from me.

I hadn't expected Anya, who looked so fierce and strong, to be so thoughtful.

"Yeah, thank you. By the way, what's your name? I'm Alex."

"I'm Anya. If there's anything you need, just tell me," Anya said.

I nodded again. "Okay, I got it. I'm going to sleep now."

Trevor and I had mysteriously stumbled into this unrecorded primitive tribe while hiking.

Before being discovered by the White Tiger shifters and brought back to the tribe, we had already hiked for almost two hours.

So, I was truly exhausted now.

Seeing me lie down, Anya lowered her voice. "Then I won't disturb your rest. I'll go find you something to eat. What do you want for dinner?"

Thinking of the primitive tribe's eating habits, I shivered, quickly saying, "Some berries, and boil some meat soup. The meat needs to be cut very finely, otherwise, I can't chew it."

Shifters in this primitive tribe could transform between their animal and human forms.

When they were in their animal forms, eating raw prey was perfectly normal.

However, most of the time, they maintained human form, only shifting to animal form during combat.

And shifters in human form rarely ate raw meat; they usually cooked meat into soup or roasted it.

But because shifters were so massive, they would cut food into large chunks when cooking for easy gnawing.

Each bone was longer than my forearm.

Gnawing on massive bones might be easy for them, but for human teeth, it was an immense challenge.

Because the animal meat in primitive society was generally tough and hard to chew, even cooked meat was incredibly difficult to bite.

In my past life, because I couldn't get used to the food here, I could only fill my stomach with berries every day.

Because of this, I fell severely ill after a summer rain and almost didn't make it.

Fortunately, Anya, as the Priestess, had some real skill. After she gave me some black, gooey paste dissolved in water, I recovered.

Anya listened to my words, stared at my face for a moment, then nodded seriously. "I understand. Go to sleep now."

"Mhm."

Then, I closed my eyes.

Because I was so utterly exhausted, I soon genuinely fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sky had already darkened.

I abruptly sat up from the stone bed.

"Alex, you're awake? You must be hungry, get up and eat something." Anya's low voice sounded in my ear.

I rubbed my empty stomach and got out of bed.

On the wooden table in the dwelling, two stone bowls were already set.

One held meat soup, and the other, unknown berries.

"Did you eat?" I asked, sitting at the wooden table.

Anya grunted in affirmation, her golden eyes fixed on my face, her shining desire direct and scorching. "I've already eaten. You hurry and eat."

"Okay." I tightened my grip on the spoon, knowing she wouldn't let me off the hook tonight.

Then I slowly sipped the meat soup.

Anya was indeed much more capable than the Wolf-shifter. I only mentioned it once, and she cut the meat into thin strips and stewed it until it was tender.

Although it only had salt, it tasted truly delicious.

Before I knew it, I had eaten more than half a bowl.

But because this bowl of meat soup was simply too much, I couldn't eat the rest.

"I'm full," I said, putting down my spoon.

Anya glanced at my stomach, as if confirming I was truly full.

Then her eyes gazed intensely at me, her voice hoarse. "I'll clear the bowls. We have mountain hot spring water channeled into the dwelling; you can go to the bath pool to wash."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Anya's stone dwelling actually had a hot spring?

Then I wouldn't have to worry about bathing in the future.

Most shifters lived rough, bathing directly in the river, but I wouldn't dare.

After Anya took the stone bowls out, I walked towards the place Anya mentioned, guided by the dim light.

Looking at the swirling steam, I took off my clothes and stepped in.

Before I could even finish washing, Anya walked in, holding a torch.

After sticking the torch into the wall, Anya approached me step by step.

Her scorching gaze seemed to want to melt my body.

My body trembled involuntarily.

The Wolf-shifter's physique was nowhere near as powerful as Anya's. Last life, I suffered so much, almost losing half my life.

With Anya, I was afraid I might die in bed.

Just as I was worrying, Anya's dominant and powerful arms embraced me. Her body temperature, hotter than the hot spring water, made me go limp all over.