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

the trainees stood straight

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

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will

declaration made me so happy I

they spoke of were obviously

and paid his respects

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

here to

accompanied by two attendants, strode to the front of

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

trainees saluted

response while his eyes scanned

so sharp that some trainees

trainees have yet to report for the first

Carson informed him.

was an

before Prince Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

the trainees with a lackluster

go and find them

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

a slave?

wiped the sweat

didn't

Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

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

Jennifer's POV: 

I remained locked up in

many different methods, but we still

solid, and I didn't

whistling became more pressing,

going to get in

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

that

patted her on the

room for

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

that height would be

when we were feeling quite desperate, I

anyone out there?" I ran back to the door

locked in the room.Can you do us

made

against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

door to my room swung

saw who stood on the other side of the door, I felt so

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

dragged Skylar forward, and we bowed to him

downstairs for the

glanced at

"You're already late."

openly stared at him, probably charmed by his

she muttered, "We've been