Chapter 1 — Wolf Queen Reluctantly

Transforming into a wolf at the bottom, in order not to starve, I had to wag my tail to please the Wolf King's feet. Until the breeding season came, the Wolf King pressed me down into the nest: "As the Wolf Queen, you should fulfill your duty of giving birth." I trembled under his body: "But... but... I am a male wolf."01 This year's winter is colder than usual, the wolves have a hard time hunting an antelope, and it's still a young animal, there's not much meat. According to the rules, the Wolf King gets to eat first. I lay far away, hungry, and could only watch. My stomach growled, I knew clearly that when it was my turn, I was afraid that only dry bones would be left. The torment of hunger made me unable to help but crawl little by little towards the Wolf King. He realized I was approaching and gave him a warning glance. But I was so hungry, I didn't care about fear anymore, I just focused on moving towards the meat. Finally, when I was only a meter away from the meat, the Wolf King suddenly pounced on me. He transformed into a wolf, revealing sharp teeth, biting my neck without any mercy. Teeth pressed into the skin, it hurt! I let out a miserable cry. The Wolf King paused, his eyes flashing with doubt. It was clear that he intended to warn, the bite force was not strong, yet I screamed miserably as if being torn apart. He glanced at me again. I continued to pretend to be in pain, moaning pitifully. Finally, the Wolf King gave up and turned back to continue tearing the meat and eating. Taking advantage of his lack of attention, I crouched and crawled up, quickly snatching a piece of meat. With meat in hand, tears fall from my eyes because of happiness. But right after that, the Wolf King pressed me down again. He bared his teeth in warning. But I refuse to let go of the meat. I "howled" a few times, hugged tightly and didn't let go. Whenever he tried to bite me, I cried out in pain, but I absolutely did not let go. To please him, I imitated the other lowly wolves, raised my head and lightly licked the Wolf King's chin. He briefly froze, glanced at me reluctantly, then grabbed most of the meat, still leaving a little for me. I happily hugged the rest and retreated to the corner, went to the small fire I kept, and quickly lit it. Soon, the fire broke out and we started grilling meat. Even though the wolves know how to transform into human form, they are still instinctively afraid of fire. Seeing me light a fire, they immediately retreated. The Wolf King also turned to look. I immediately groaned, showing weakness. Even though I am human, I have learned the wolf language to the point of proficiency, and my moans are no different from those of a real wolf. A group of wolves stood around, at first they mocked me, thinking I would be lectured by the Wolf King. But when they saw that I was actually eating, their eyes began to flash with greed. Realizing the bad intentions, I pretended to be calm, smiled to please the Wolf King, and signaled him to pay attention to those wolves. With them compared, the Wolf King's attention immediately turned away from me and turned to preserving his authority. This trick is extremely effective, we can eat until our stomach is full, and lie comfortably in our small nest. The Wolf King coldly approached. I hastily appeared obedient. When he came close, I raised my head again and gently kissed his chin. Joining a wolf pack, we often see subordinate wolves flattering superior wolves by licking their fur, but that action is too rude. We improved it a bit. Now the Wolf King has transformed into a human, except for the furry ears on his head, he is no different from a human. I carefully rubbed my head against him. Finally, the Wolf King's eyes softened a lot. He said: "Tomorrow we go hunting, you follow me." Following the king will have meat to eat! I nodded excitedly.02I was negligent. Today the hunting target is a wild boar. I looked at the black pig that was a few times bigger than me, couldn't help but step back, then with a "thump" hit the Wolf King. His eyes were full of menace as he stared at me: "You want to run?" I swallowed my saliva and backed away awkwardly

later: "No... no, I'm not running."