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

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

stood straight and lowered

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

haven't arrived yet,"said a lycan who was responsible

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

who fail to follow the rules will

made me so happy I nearly cheered

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and

on one knee and paid his respects to the person

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here

to the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted

mumbled a response while his eyes

sharp that some trainees

have yet to

Carson informed him.

Carson was an

before Prince Anthony, he was as

"I see..."

at the trainees with a

go and

was going to find that bitch

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

wiped the sweat on

Anthony didn't even

merely glanced at Carson, and the drillmaster

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

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up in my

but we still couldn't

but it was very solid, and

pressing, I started

get in trouble because

a lot of effort just to make it here.I

not that

the back, gently

around the room for

jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were

height would be courting

just when we were feeling quite

ran back to the door and

out there? We got locked in

nervous made

pressed my ear against the door to listen for any sounds from the

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

the door to my room swung

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

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

and we bowed to him to express our

downstairs for the

Anthony glanced at me

"You're already late."

at him, probably

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