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

the first assembly.Why are you so slow? Are you asking to

trainees stood straight and lowered

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

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

the rules will be severely

so happy I

of were obviously Jennifer and the bitch next

one knee and paid his respects to the person who had just

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

must have come here to inspect the

strode to the front of the team with

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted him

mumbled a response while his eyes scanned

prince's gaze was so sharp that some trainees ended up holding their

yet to report for

Carson informed him.

Carson was

Prince Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

the trainees

go and find

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

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

the sweat on his

didn't even

at Carson, and

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

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up in

different methods, but we

very solid, and I didn't want to destroy

more pressing, I started

going to get in

lot of effort just to make it

that serious.Don't

the back, gently reassuring

room for quite

jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms

that height would

just when we were feeling

to the door and started

We got locked in the room.Can

made

the door to listen for any sounds from the other

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to my room

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

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to him to express

for

Anthony glanced at me

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed

hearing him speak, she muttered,