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

assembly.Why are you so slow? Are you

this, the trainees stood

to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders now

arrived yet,"said a lycan who was responsible

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

who fail to follow the rules will be severely

me so happy I

they spoke of were obviously Jennifer

on one knee and paid his respects to the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here

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

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him in

a response while his

sharp that some trainees ended

have yet to report for

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was an iron-fisted

Anthony, he was as submissive as a

"I see..."

looked at the trainees

go and

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

slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two trainees.You don't need to find them

sweat on his

didn't

and the

Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he was far away, everyone started to breathe

Jennifer's POV: 

I remained locked

methods, but we still couldn't open

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

pressing, I

to get in

to make it here.I don't want to

that serious.Don't

the

wandered around the room for quite

out the window, but our dorm rooms were

that height would be courting

were feeling

out there?" I ran back to the door and started banging my hands against

out there? We got locked in

made me

to listen for any sounds from the other

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

the door to my room

of the door, I felt so relieved that

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

forward, and we bowed to him to

for the

glanced

"You're already late."

him, probably charmed by his

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