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

are you so slow? Are you asking to be

this, the trainees stood straight

to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to

there are two trainees who haven't arrived yet,"said a lycan who was responsible for

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will be

declaration made me so happy I nearly

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the bitch next

knelt down on one knee and paid his respects to the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here to inspect the new

attendants, strode to the front of the team

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him in

response while

was so sharp that some trainees ended up holding

yet to report

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was an

he was as

"I see..."

the trainees with a lackluster

and

Did 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

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

the sweat on his

didn't even

and the drillmaster immediately stopped

he

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up in my

tried many different methods, but we still couldn't

thought of breaking 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

get in trouble because of this?" Skylar

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

that

on the

room for

but our

from that height would be

we were feeling quite desperate, I heard

back to the door

anyone out there? We got locked in the

nervous made me

ear against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

the door to my

other side of the door, I felt so relieved

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to

downstairs for the

glanced at me

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed by his

speak, she