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 you asking to be

trainees stood straight and

own packs, had to learn to obey orders now that they were

yet,"said a lycan who was responsible for checking

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will be severely

made me so happy I nearly cheered out

were obviously Jennifer and the bitch next

knee and paid his respects to the person who

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

must have come here to

the front of the team with

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him in

a response while his eyes

sharp that some trainees ended up holding their

two trainees have yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

was

was as submissive as a

"I see..."

the trainees

and

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, I became so jealous that I couldn't help

to search for a slave? "Mr.Jones, it's just two trainees.You don't need

the sweat on

Anthony didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster immediately stopped

leave for the dorMs.When he was far away,

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up in my

tried many different methods, but

very solid, and I didn't

became more pressing, I started to

get in trouble because of this?" Skylar

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

not that

the

the room

even considered jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were too

from that height would

we were feeling quite

back to the door and

there? We got locked in the room.Can

made

my ear against the door to listen for any sounds

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to my room

stood on the other side of the door, I felt so relieved

looked at us expressionlessly, and I couldn't tell what he was

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

we bowed to him to express our

for

Anthony glanced at me

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed by his

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