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

first assembly.Why are you so slow? Are you asking to

trainees stood straight and lowered their

who were used to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn

are two trainees who haven't arrived yet,"said a lycan who was responsible

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

fail to follow the rules will be

happy I nearly cheered

spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the

one knee and paid his respects to the person who

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here to inspect the new

two attendants, strode to the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

the trainees saluted him

mumbled a response while his eyes

sharp that some trainees ended up holding their

to report for the

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was

before Prince Anthony, he was as submissive as a

"I see..."

trainees with a lackluster

go and

prince already know that Jennifer was one of them? He was going to find that bitch himself? While I gazed at the prince's handsome face, I became so jealous that I couldn't help stamping my

was the prince bothering to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two

wiped the sweat on his

didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

dorMs.When he was far away,

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up in my

different methods, but

solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my

pressing, I started to

to get in trouble because

of effort just to make it here.I don't

not that

her on the back,

around the room for quite a

even considered jumping out the window, but our

height would

we were feeling quite

the door and started banging my hands

We got locked in the room.Can you do us a

made

door to listen for any sounds from the

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

door to my

side of the door, I felt so relieved that

he looked at us expressionlessly,

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed

downstairs for

Anthony glanced

"You're already late."

at him,

speak, she muttered, "We've been