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

assembly.Why are you so slow? Are you asking to be

this, the trainees stood straight and lowered their

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

yet,"said a lycan who was responsible

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will be severely

made me so happy I nearly cheered out

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the

knee and paid his respects to the person who had

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here to inspect

two attendants, strode to the front of

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

while his

so sharp that some trainees ended up holding their

yet to report for

Carson informed him.

was

he was as submissive as

"I see..."

looked at the trainees with a lackluster

go and find

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

to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's

sweat

didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

for the dorMs.When he was far away, everyone started

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up in my

methods, but we still couldn't open the

the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my first

became more pressing, I started to feel

going to get in trouble because of this?"

me a lot of effort just to

that serious.Don't

her on the back, gently reassuring

the room

out the window, but our dorm rooms

from that height

we were feeling quite desperate, I heard

out there?" I ran back to the door

out there? We got locked in

nervous made me

ear against the door to

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

door to

of the door, I felt so relieved that I

Anthony! However, he looked at us

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

Skylar forward, and we bowed to him to

downstairs for the

glanced at

"You're already late."

stared at him, probably

she muttered, "We've