Chapter 1

My best friend and I had both transmigrated to a primitive beastman tribe.

In this tribal world, females were rare and revered, and the society practiced polyandry. The tribe’s chieftain allowed us, as newcomers, to choose our first partners.

Last time, my bestie, Nicole, blushing with excitement, picked a naturally gifted serpent beastman. I chose a loyal werewolf.

Nicole, however, couldn't stay content. When the serpent went into hibernation for the winter, she opened her own “harem” and added several more partners, hoping to live a life surrounded by handsome men.

But the serpent was possessive and obsessive. When he found out, he locked Nicole in a cold, underground cave and kept her there to lay egg after egg.

Meanwhile, my werewolf treated me like a queen. To top it off, he eventually became the tribe’s chieftain.

On the day of his succession, a jealous Nicole pushed me off a cliff.

When I opened my eyes again, we were back to the day we first picked our partners.

This time, Nicole rushed to pick the werewolf before I could.

“Lily,” she smirked, “this time, I’ll be the chieftain’s wife.”

I simply smiled and pointed at the tall, powerful white tiger priest nearby.

“I’ll choose him,” I said calmly.

Who needs the title of chieftain’s wife?

If females truly rule this world, then why not aim higher? Becoming the queen of the beastmen sounds much better.