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

so

the trainees stood straight and

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

who haven't arrived yet,"said a

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

the rules

happy I nearly cheered out

were obviously

Carson knelt down on one knee and paid his respects to the person who had

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here to inspect

by two attendants, strode to the front of the team with a

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him in

mumbled a response while his eyes

prince's gaze was so sharp that some trainees

two trainees have yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was

he was as submissive

"I see..."

trainees with a lackluster

and

wanted to find them in person? Did the 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

search for a slave? "Mr.Jones,

sweat on

Anthony didn't

merely glanced at Carson, and the

watched Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up in my

many different methods, but

door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to

the whistling became more pressing, I started

get in trouble because of this?" Skylar started

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

not that serious.Don't

on the back, gently

the room

out the window, but our

height

just when we were feeling

anyone out there?" I ran back to the door

in the room.Can you do us

made

pressed my ear against the door to listen for any sounds from the other

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door to my room

stood on the other side of the door,

Anthony! However, he looked at us expressionlessly, and I couldn't tell

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed to

downstairs for

glanced at me

"You're already late."

him, probably charmed by

hearing him speak, she muttered, "We've