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

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

stood straight

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

arrived yet,"said a

"Which two?"Carson's expression darkened.

the rules will be severely

so happy I nearly cheered out

two trainees they spoke of were obviously Jennifer and the bitch

and paid his respects to

"Greetings, Mr.Jones."

It was Prince Anthony.

must have come here to inspect the new

attendants, strode to the

"Greetings, Mr.Jones!"

the trainees saluted him

while his eyes scanned our

that some trainees

trainees have yet to report for

Carson informed him.

Carson was an iron-fisted

Anthony, he was

"I see..."

trainees with a lackluster

and find them

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

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

the sweat on

didn't

at Carson, and the drillmaster immediately

dorMs.When he was far away,

Jennifer's POV: 

remained locked up in

many different methods, but we

thought of breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my first day of

more pressing, I started to feel

to get in trouble because of this?"

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

that serious.Don't

her on the back, gently

room for

out the window, but our dorm rooms

that height would be

when we were feeling quite

to the door and started

locked in the room.Can you

nervous made me

ear against the door to listen for any

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

after, the door to

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

looked at us expressionlessly, and I couldn't tell what he

"Thank you, Mr.Jones."

forward, and we bowed to him to express our

for

Anthony glanced

"You're already late."

him, probably

speak, she muttered, "We've