After Leaving My Scumbag Ex, I Became the Wolf King and Conquered All

A resilient, level-headed beauty of a Northwestern wolf, who hides her pain × a gloomy, obsessive, touch-starved human (?) top

Human (?) × Northwestern wolf

* Rough and toxic at first, then a powerful couple later on; one-on-one romance

* Not a wish-fulfillment story. The leads will face one setback after another before growing stronger. The main plot revolves around war.

* Extensive original worldbuilding and headcanon, with an ensemble-cast feel and many supporting characters.

* No real-life events or people were used as references. Everything is imagined, and none of the characters are based on real people.

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Xiao Jin picked up a big gray dog who came whenever he was called and always did as he was told. He kept him for five years.

No matter how cruelly Xiao Jin treated the dog, all it took was a gentle pat on the head for him to forgive everything.

Even when Xiao Jin brought his first love home, the dog never complained.

Xiao Jin thought the dog would stay by his side forever, loyal to him until death. But one day, he suddenly disappeared.

Once every five years, the moon turns red, driving the wolf and dog clans into a frenzy. On that day, all humans stay behind closed doors. To keep himself and his first love safe, Xiao Jin locked the dog in the basement until dawn. When he opened the basement door again, all that remained was the wreckage of the walls. The dog was gone.

Someone told him the dog might have gone with the wolf clan. Xiao Jin took his camera and, braving every danger, disguised himself as a war correspondent and entered the combat zone to search for traces of the dog. In the end, all he learned was that the entire unit had been wiped out, with no bodies left behind.

The cruelty of war and the loss of his beloved left him utterly exhausted. He spent a while in a stupor, changed beyond recognition.

Two years later, the news reported that the civil war among the wolf clans in the Northwest borderlands had ended. The Northwestern wolves had defeated the Red Wolves, overthrown the old order, and chosen a new Wolf King.

The Wolf King on television, borne in a grand sedan chair and honored at the center of the wolf pack, was none other than the dog Xiao Jin had never stopped thinking about.

The dog’s once-innocent, watery eyes had turned cold and cruel. A shocking scar now marked his face, and his imperious bearing was utterly imposing. He seemed like a stranger, yet possessed a different kind of allure.

Xiao Jin braved the dangers of the wolf territory once more. Covered in wounds, he approached the dog and asked cautiously, “I’ve been looking for you for so long. Will you come home with me? Don’t you want your owner anymore?”

The dog gave a derisive laugh and said coldly, “What are you? Do you really think you deserve me?”

Then he waved a hand and ordered his soldiers to throw Xiao Jin out.

In the bitter depths of winter, with snow falling thickly, Xiao Jin kept watch outside the city gates all night. Within the walls, the wolves drank, sang, and danced as they held a grand banquet for their new Wolf King.