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

are you so slow? Are

this, the trainees stood

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

who haven't arrived yet,"said a lycan who was responsible for checking

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

fail to follow the rules

happy I nearly cheered

they spoke of were obviously Jennifer

one knee and paid his respects to the person

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here to inspect the

to the front of the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted

a response while his eyes scanned

so sharp that some trainees ended up

trainees have yet to report for the

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

he was as submissive

"I see..."

at the trainees with a

and find them

in person? Did the prince already know that Jennifer was one of them? He was going to find that bitch himself?

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

sweat on

didn't even

and

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

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked

different methods, but we still

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

more pressing, I started

are we going to get in trouble because

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

not that

on the back, gently reassuring

wandered around the room for quite a

out the window, but our dorm

that height would be courting

feeling quite desperate, I

ran back to the door and started banging my hands

We got locked in the room.Can you do

made

ear against the door to listen for any sounds from

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door

of the door, I felt so relieved that I

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

forward, and we bowed to him to express our

for the

Anthony glanced at

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed by his

hearing him speak, she muttered, "We've