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

so slow? Are

stood straight and

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

yet,"said a lycan who was responsible

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

who fail to follow the rules will

me so happy I nearly cheered out

of were obviously Jennifer and the

and paid his respects to the person

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

must have come here to inspect

accompanied by two attendants, strode to the front of the team

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted him

response while his eyes scanned our

was so sharp that some trainees ended up holding

have yet to report

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was

Prince Anthony, he was as submissive as a

"I see..."

looked at the trainees with a lackluster

go and find them

one of them? He was going to find that

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

the sweat

didn't

glanced at Carson, and the drillmaster

he was far away, everyone started to breathe easier

Jennifer's POV: 

I remained locked up in my

different methods, but we still couldn't open the

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

whistling became more pressing, I started to

to get in trouble because of this?" Skylar

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

not that serious.Don't

the back, gently

room for quite a

window, but our dorm

height would be courting

were feeling

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

out there? We got locked in

made

my ear against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

door to

saw who stood on the other side of the door, I felt so relieved that I nearly

looked at us expressionlessly, and I couldn't tell

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

Skylar forward, and we bowed to him to express our

for the

glanced at me

"You're already late."

at him, probably charmed by his

hearing him speak, she muttered,