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

are you so slow? Are you asking to be

the trainees stood straight and lowered

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

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

fail to follow the rules

made me so happy

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and

paid his respects

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here to inspect

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

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

response while his eyes scanned

so sharp that some

yet to report for

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was an

Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

at the trainees

and

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

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

sweat on his

Anthony didn't even

merely glanced at Carson, and the

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

Jennifer's POV: 

remained locked

tried many different methods, but we still

of breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property

whistling became more pressing, I

in

effort just to make it here.I don't want to get sent

that serious.Don't

her on the back, gently reassuring

around the room for

but

that height would be courting

were feeling quite desperate,

to the door and started

We got locked in the room.Can you do us

made me

ear against the door to listen

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to my room swung

stood on the other side of the door, I felt

us expressionlessly,

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

forward, and we bowed to him to express

downstairs for the

Anthony glanced at

"You're already late."

stared at him, probably charmed

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