Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Barbara's POV: 

The she-wolf I just befriended was Anna of the Red Sun Pack.

She was the daughter of her pack's Alpha.

She spoke elegantly as expected from one who was born to a noble family.

There was a world of difference between her and a bitch like Jennifer.

Once I won Anna's favor with a little flattery, we had a nice chat.

I planned to get all the she-wolves on my side in order to isolate Jennifer.

As soon as I entered my dorm room, I heard a whistle coming from downstairs, and then the announcement about the emergency assembly followed.

When Anna and I passed by the door to Jennifer's room, I noticed that Jennifer was occupied with another she-wolf who was with her in her room.

I also noticed that the key to her room was still inserted in the lock.

I suddenly had a great idea.

I quickly closed the door of her room and locked it.

Imagining Jennifer getting anxious and desperate made me extremely happy.

"Anna, remember that bitch.Her name is Jennifer.She's a member of my pack, but she is a slave."

I locked arms with Anna as I continued to belittle Jennifer.

"She has sticky fingers.She also seduced the werewolves of our pack.Her private life is a mess."

"Oh my God, she sounds so awful!"Anna exclaimed in surprise.

"But what you said makes sense.I knew there was something off about her.And you know what, Barbara? I hate promiscuous bitches the most!"

"She really is a bitch." My lip curled in disdain.

"We should teach her a lesson."

"You just locked her up in her own room.Isn't that too light of a punishment?"Anna said with a smirk.

"A bitch like her deserves a more cruel method."

"We have time so there's no need to rush."

The corner of my mouth rose in excited anticipation.

Anna and I were on the same side.

From now on, Jennifer was going to have a difficult time.

Anna and I headed downstairs and rushed to the training ground.

After hearing the whistle, all the other trainees hurried to the training ground as well.

Some of them were still wearing their indoor slippers.

The drillmaster in charge of training us was a man named Carson.

He wore a black training suit with a serious expression on his face.

Carson was said to be a very strict drillmaster.

"Is everyone here?"

walked over to

the first assembly.Why are you so slow? Are you

trainees stood straight

special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders now that they were at the

yet,"said a lycan who was responsible for checking

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

the rules will be severely

declaration made me so happy I nearly cheered

trainees they spoke of were

on one knee and paid his respects

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here to inspect the

accompanied by two attendants, strode to the front of

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

the trainees saluted him in

a response while his eyes scanned our

was so sharp that some trainees

trainees have yet to report

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

looked at the trainees with

go and find

one of them? He was going to find

bothering to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two trainees.You don't need

wiped the sweat on his

didn't even

and the drillmaster immediately stopped

Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he

Jennifer's POV: 

I remained locked

many different methods, but we still

door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my first

whistling became more pressing, I started

going to get in trouble because of this?" Skylar started

a lot of effort just to make it here.I don't want to get sent

not that serious.Don't

the

around the room for

out the window, but our dorm rooms were too high

from that height would be courting

just when we were feeling quite desperate, I heard

ran back to the door and started banging my hands

in the room.Can you

nervous made

the door to listen for any sounds from

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door to my room

the door, I felt so relieved that I

he looked at us expressionlessly,

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to him to express

for the

glanced

"You're already late."

at him,

him speak, she muttered, "We've