I Picked a Female Beastkin to Take Home - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“These are all the Beastkin who survived the pits this year. Take your pick.”

As my father’s voice reached my ears, my heart finally settled. I calmly accepted the reality of my rebirth.

We live in an era where humans and Beastkin coexist.

When the younger generation of our family comes of age, the elders present them with a Beastkin as a gift. The one we choose is meant to become our right-hand man, helping us secure our standing within the family.

In my past life, on the day of the selection, I chose a disabled Werewolf.

Werewolves are renowned for their loyalty. That was exactly why I had set my sights on Jiang Yang. It didn’t matter to me that he was crippled; I only cared about his fealty.

Out of a sense of responsibility, I later spent a fortune seeking out the world’s most famous doctors and rare medicines to heal his broken body. I provided him with the best resources, eventually helping him seize the title of Beast King in a single stroke.

I thought he would become my most trusted subordinate once I took power-or at the very least, a capable bodyguard.

I never expected that he would pierce my heart and kill me just so my younger sister could take control of the family.

It wasn’t until the moment of my death that I realized he had been in love with my sister from the very beginning. He had harbored a deep resentment toward me for choosing him that day, believing I was the one who separated him from his dream girl.

By the time I became the new head of the family, he had already perfected his plan to murder me.

I looked down at the group of Beastkin with an indifferent gaze. They had all just survived the gladiator matches; their bodies were covered in gruesome wounds, and blood stained the ground beneath them.

Some were on the verge of death, clinging to life by a mere thread just to be here.

Others had reverted to their original animal forms, unable to maintain their human shapes.

Those who succumbed to their injuries were heartlessly dragged away.

“Xizhi, who do you want?”

My father’s voice sounded beside me again.

I looked down at the Beastkin below. A few of them timidly raised their heads to meet my gaze.

Among them, I saw Jiang Yang. He was covered in wounds and looked like he was dying, yet his eyes were fixed on me with an unusual intensity.

He looked as if he were anticipating something-or perhaps he was certain about who I would choose.

Before I could speak, a figure beside me moved first.

Gu Lingshuang leaned against the railing and pointed at Jiang Yang below, her demeanor innocent and lively.

“Father, I want him.”

Silence fell over the courtyard. Everyone was watching my father’s expression and mine.

My father valued rules above all else. On occasions like this, the eldest son always chose first-especially since I was the most capable member of our generation.

Gu Lingshuang’s move was a blatant attempt to assert dominance over me.

Sure enough, my father’s face darkened. He barked, “Where are your manners? Your brother chooses first.”

In the past, Gu Lingshuang would never have acted this way. She had always been adept at pleasing Father and the family elders; she wasn’t stupid enough to look for trouble on an occasion like this.

I looked at her, then at Jiang Yang, whom she had chosen, and a realization dawned on me.

She had likely gone through a rebirth as well.

Knowing that Jiang Yang would become the Beast King in the future, she wanted to snatch him up first.

She probably believed that the reason I had successfully taken power in our previous life was solely due to Jiang Yang’s support.