I watched her hurry away, a scornful smile on
my lips.
Kiera? Build a civilization? What a joke.
After two lifetimes, did she still not understand
the rules of this place?
Civilization means nothing here. Only the
strongest fist matters.
Not long after I returned to my tribe, the harsh
winter began.
During the spring and autumn, I had led the
wolves to gather more than enough food.
We dug a root cellar in the late fall.
Food that wouldn’t keep was cured into salted
meats and pickled vegetables.
The salt we used was properly distilled from
seawater.
The ocean was only a day’s journey from our
continent.
In my last life, as a weak Sacred Maiden, I
could never have traveled that far.
But now, with the power of a She–Shifter, I
could run for a thousand miles in a single day.
We had also bred a number of livestock,
enough to feed the entire tribe through the
winter.
And winter was the absolute domain of the
white wolves.
We could blend perfectly into the snow, making
us invisible to our enemies.
Thinking of Kiera and her precious tools, I
couldn’t help but smile.
If they wanted to build a civilization, then I
would ‘grant their wish.
I would show them what true civilization on this
continent looked like.
Before the snows melted, I led the Clearwater
Tribe to conquer and absorb several of the
smaller surrounding tribes.
No one expected a tribe to start a war during
the winter, when resources were scarcest.
But the Clearwater Tribe’s supplies seemed
endless.
By the time spring arrived, our tribe controlled
half of the shifter continent.
And I, naturally, became its Chieftain.
The next time I saw Kiera was on the battlefield
for the title of Alpha King.
The moment she saw me, her eyes blazed with
a murderous hatred.
“Elara, you were reborn too, weren’t you!”
“You knew what those three were like! You
knew they were monsters in men’s skin!”
“I was good to you! Why did you push me into
this hell?”
I glanced at her belly. It was flat now, covered
in sickening, loose folds of skin.
Her skin was no longer smooth and white, but
weathered and coarse.
It seemed that even with the Primal God’s
blessing, her body couldn’t withstand the abuse.
