Barbara's POV:

That bitch, Jennifer, really pissed me off.

So what if I apologized to her? A slave was a slave.

What about the qualifications to participate in the special training? How could she be better than me, a pure-bred noble? The royal training ground was built on Marge Island, which was located on the border of Osman Kingdom.

Steep mountains loomed in the northern part of the island, and there was a large area of jungles and cliffs.

It was the best choice for exploring and rock climbing.

When I heard that there were going to be training programs for jungle exploration and rock climbing, a plan formed in my mind.

Once we get to the royal training ground, there would be plenty of opportunities to teach her a lesson.

But when I stepped foot on Marge Island, I was shocked.

The royal family of Osman Kingdom had built a large training ground, and as if to show off how rich they were, they had also constructed a magnificent castle on Marge Island.

The sight took my breath away.

"Amazing! I didn't expect such a beautiful castle here on Marge Island."

"Oh my God! Is this where we're going to train? It feels like a dream."

Several inexperienced she-wolves laughed and chattered among themselves.

They were werewolves from other packs.

Rumors claimed that Prince Anthony had selected elite werewolves from each pack.

"The royal family invested a lot of money to build this castle specifically for training elite werewolves.You are the first batch of trainees to participate.In the future, there will be a second batch, a third, and more," announced Neil, one of Prince Anthony's attendants.

He was responsible for managing the trainees.

As for the prince, I haven't seen him since we got on the plane.

I heard that he had gone ahead of us on a private plane to Marge Island.

"This place used to be a forest, didn't it?"

"Why did the royal family build a special training ground on Marge Island?"

A group of werewolves surrounded Neil and bombarded him with questions.

Their eyes sparkled with curiosity about the things that they didn't know.

Neil patiently answered their questions.

Meanwhile, I paid attention to that bitch, Jennifer.

She was walking at the back of the line, wearing tattered clothing and carrying a shabby-looking suitcase.

Even though she looked poor, many werewolves were attracted to her.

their minds throughout

of them had accosted her on

to flatter

me help you with your luggage.It looks quite

"No, thanks."

possibly have in her luggage?

The werewolves were obviously just trying to get her

you on my back.I'm

you, but I can walk on my

potential suitors one after the

participating in the special training, and they were

in line to become their

could such high-class werewolves lower themselves to flirt with a slave? It

me off the most was that all of them had

dare she refuse a future

had

they wanted to court a she- wolf, they should at

sucking up to a sexy and beautiful noble werewolf like

her, those werewolves don't even seem to be aware of my

my teeth in anger and wished that I could just kill

Jennifer's POV: 

finally

with jungles, but the reality was completely different from what

training ground

when I lived with the Dark River Pack,

of us

key with a number so that we

of the trainees who came to participate in the special training were of noble blood, but they were also excited

their rooMs.After checking what number was on my key, I quickly located

petite girl warmly greeted, suddenly appearing by the door of

at her

blue eyes.She didn't seem to have any malice

in the room

free to come over when you have

is Jennifer.It's nice to meet you."I

Skylar was so enthusiastic.

and soon, the whole corridor was

smile because

Can't you

were in the

Skylar, causing her

I managed to

are in

to the dorm room on

face was twisted in

was another

talked and laughed, clearly on good terms with

was going

Skylar on the left and Barbara on the right, my days here

Skylar smiled at me and

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