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?"

over to

you so slow? Are you asking

stood straight and lowered

treatment from their own packs, had

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will be severely

me so happy I nearly

were obviously Jennifer and

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

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here

attendants, strode to the front of

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted him in

a response while his

was so sharp that some trainees ended up

two trainees have yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

he was as

"I see..."

the trainees

and

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

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

wiped the sweat on his

Anthony didn't even

merely glanced at Carson, and the drillmaster immediately stopped

the dorMs.When he was

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up in my

methods, but we still couldn't open the

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

more pressing, I started to feel

get in trouble because of this?" Skylar

lot of effort just to make it here.I

not that

her on the back,

wandered around the room for quite a

but

from that height

just when we were feeling quite desperate, I

I ran back to the

out there? We got locked in the room.Can

made

to listen for any sounds from the other

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to

other side of the door, I felt so relieved that I nearly

However, he looked at us expressionlessly, and I

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed to him

for

glanced at me

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed by

speak, she muttered, "We've been framed,