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

assembly.Why are you so slow?

this, the trainees stood straight and lowered their

werewolves, who were used to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders now

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

the rules will be severely

me so happy I nearly

trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the bitch

and paid his

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here to inspect the

to the front

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted him in

response while his eyes scanned our

so sharp that some trainees ended up holding their

yet to

Carson informed him.

us, Carson was an

Anthony, he was as submissive

"I see..."

the trainees with

and

them? He was going to find that bitch himself? While I gazed at the prince's handsome face, I became so jealous that

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

sweat on

Anthony didn't

merely glanced at Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

watched Anthony leave for the dorMs.When he was far away, everyone started to breathe easier

Jennifer's POV: 

and I remained locked up in my

many different methods, but we still couldn't open

thought of breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want

became more pressing, I started to

in trouble because of this?" Skylar

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

that

patted her on the back, gently reassuring

the room for quite

jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were

height

we were feeling

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

in the room.Can you do us

nervous made

against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

door to my room

side of the door, I felt so relieved that I nearly burst

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

bowed to him to express

for the

glanced

"You're already late."

at him, probably charmed by

she muttered, "We've been framed,