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

are you so slow? Are you

the trainees stood

had to learn to obey orders now that they were

haven't arrived yet,"said a lycan who

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

who fail to follow the rules will

made me so happy

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer

on one knee and paid

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here to inspect the new

by two attendants, strode to the front of the team with a

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

mumbled a response while his eyes scanned our

gaze was so sharp that some trainees ended up

have yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

was an iron-fisted

Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

at the trainees with

go and

was going to find that bitch himself? While I gazed at the prince's handsome face,

it! Why was the prince bothering to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two trainees.You don't need to find

sweat on

didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster

present watched Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he was far

Jennifer's POV: 

I remained locked

but

was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my

pressing, I started to

in trouble because of

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

that serious.Don't

patted her on the back, gently reassuring

wandered around the room

window, but our dorm rooms

from that height would be

when we were feeling quite desperate,

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

out there? We got locked in the room.Can

nervous made

against the door to listen for any sounds from

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door

the door, I felt so relieved that I nearly burst

at us expressionlessly,

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to him to

downstairs for the

Anthony glanced at me

"You're already late."

him,

speak, she