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 to

you so slow? Are

trainees stood straight and

werewolves, who were used to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders now that they were at the training

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

fail to follow the rules will be

happy I nearly cheered out

were obviously Jennifer and

paid his

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here to inspect the new

the front of the team

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him

response while his eyes

prince's gaze was so sharp that some trainees ended up holding

yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was an

Prince Anthony, he was as submissive as a

"I see..."

looked at the trainees

and find

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

was the prince bothering to search for a slave?

sweat on his

Anthony didn't

glanced at Carson, and

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

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up in

but we still couldn't

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

the whistling became more pressing,

are we going to get in trouble because of

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

that serious.Don't

patted her on the back, gently reassuring

wandered around the room for quite

jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were too high

from that height

when we were feeling quite

ran back to the door and started banging

We got locked in

nervous made

the door to listen for any sounds from the

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to my room

side of the door, I felt so relieved that I

was Prince Anthony! However, he looked at us expressionlessly,

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed to him to

downstairs for

glanced at me

"You're already late."

at him, probably charmed by

hearing him speak, she muttered, "We've