Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Chapter 10: Prince Anthony's Decision 

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

trainees stood straight and lowered

had to learn to obey orders now that they

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules

made me so happy I nearly

were

paid his respects to the person who

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

come here

by two attendants, strode to the front

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

a response while his eyes scanned our

sharp that some trainees ended up

have yet to report

Carson informed him.

was an

he was as

"I see..."

at the trainees with a lackluster

and

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

slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just

sweat on his

didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster

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

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up

methods, but we still couldn't

the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy

the whistling became more pressing, I started to feel

in trouble because

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

not that serious.Don't

patted her on the back, gently

the room for

considered jumping out the window, but

that height would

were feeling quite desperate,

anyone out there?" I ran back to the

there? We got locked in the

nervous made

my ear against the door to listen for any sounds from the

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door to my

I saw who stood on the other side of the door, I felt

us expressionlessly, and

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed

for

glanced at

"You're already late."

at him,

hearing him speak, she muttered, "We've

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