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

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

the trainees stood straight and lowered

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

arrived yet,"said a

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

to follow the rules will

me so happy I nearly cheered out

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the bitch

down on one knee and paid his respects to the person

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here

attendants, strode to the front of the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

while

sharp that some

trainees have yet to report for the

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was

Prince Anthony, he was as submissive as a

"I see..."

trainees with a

and find

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,

prince bothering to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two

the sweat on his

Anthony didn't

at Carson, and

watched Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked

many different methods, but

breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and

whistling became more pressing, I

going to get in trouble because of this?" Skylar started

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

that

her on the back,

the room for quite a

jumping out the window, but

that height

we were feeling quite

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

there? We got locked in the room.Can you do

nervous made me

against the door to listen

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

the door

other side of the door, I felt so relieved that I

looked at us expressionlessly, and

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to him to express our

for

glanced at me

"You're already late."

stared at him,

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