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

this, the trainees stood straight and lowered their

who were used to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders now that they were at the training

yet,"said a lycan who was responsible for

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the

made me so happy I nearly cheered out

they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the

and paid his respects to the person who

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here

attendants, strode to the front of the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

the trainees saluted him

while his eyes scanned our

gaze was so sharp that some

to report

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

was as submissive as

"I see..."

at the trainees with a

and find

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

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

sweat on

didn't even

at Carson, and the

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

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up

many different methods, but we still couldn't open

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

pressing,

going to get in trouble because of

me a lot of effort just to

that serious.Don't

patted her on the

the room for quite

out the window, but our

from that height would be courting

when we were feeling quite desperate, I heard

ran back to the door and started banging my hands against

locked in the room.Can you do us

made me

the door to listen for any sounds from the

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door

saw who stood on the other side of the

Prince Anthony! However, he looked at us expressionlessly, and I couldn't

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

Skylar forward, and we bowed to

for the

glanced at me

"You're already late."

at him, probably charmed by his

hearing him speak, she muttered, "We've been