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 to

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

trainees stood straight and

used to getting special treatment from their own packs, had to learn to obey orders

yet,"said a lycan who was

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

follow the rules will be severely

declaration made me so happy I nearly cheered out

of were obviously Jennifer

one knee and paid his respects to the person

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

have come here to inspect the

by two attendants, strode to the front of the team with a

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

saluted him

response while his eyes scanned

that some trainees

trainees have yet to report for the

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

was as submissive as

"I see..."

looked at the trainees with a

go and find them

in person? 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,

a slave? "Mr.Jones,

wiped the sweat on his

Anthony didn't even

glanced at Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

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

Jennifer's POV: 

locked up

but we

and I didn't want to

more pressing,

to get in trouble because of this?"

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

not that

patted her on the back, gently

wandered around the room for quite a

out the window, but

height would

feeling quite desperate, I

the

there? We got locked in the room.Can you do

made me

pressed my ear against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

long after, the door to my

the other side of the

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

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

dragged Skylar forward, and we bowed

downstairs for the

glanced at

"You're already late."

at him, probably

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