Barbara's POV:

That bitch, Jennifer, really pissed me off.

So what if I apologized to her? A slave was a slave.

What about the qualifications to participate in the special training? How could she be better than me, a pure-bred noble? The royal training ground was built on Marge Island, which was located on the border of Osman Kingdom.

Steep mountains loomed in the northern part of the island, and there was a large area of jungles and cliffs.

It was the best choice for exploring and rock climbing.

When I heard that there were going to be training programs for jungle exploration and rock climbing, a plan formed in my mind.

Once we get to the royal training ground, there would be plenty of opportunities to teach her a lesson.

But when I stepped foot on Marge Island, I was shocked.

The royal family of Osman Kingdom had built a large training ground, and as if to show off how rich they were, they had also constructed a magnificent castle on Marge Island.

The sight took my breath away.

"Amazing! I didn't expect such a beautiful castle here on Marge Island."

"Oh my God! Is this where we're going to train? It feels like a dream."

Several inexperienced she-wolves laughed and chattered among themselves.

They were werewolves from other packs.

Rumors claimed that Prince Anthony had selected elite werewolves from each pack.

"The royal family invested a lot of money to build this castle specifically for training elite werewolves.You are the first batch of trainees to participate.In the future, there will be a second batch, a third, and more," announced Neil, one of Prince Anthony's attendants.

He was responsible for managing the trainees.

As for the prince, I haven't seen him since we got on the plane.

I heard that he had gone ahead of us on a private plane to Marge Island.

"This place used to be a forest, didn't it?"

"Why did the royal family build a special training ground on Marge Island?"

A group of werewolves surrounded Neil and bombarded him with questions.

Their eyes sparkled with curiosity about the things that they didn't know.

Neil patiently answered their questions.

Meanwhile, I paid attention to that bitch, Jennifer.

She was walking at the back of the line, wearing tattered clothing and carrying a shabby-looking suitcase.

Even though she looked poor, many werewolves were attracted to her.

on their

of them had accosted her

were trying to flatter her

you with your

"No, thanks."

her luggage? It mostly

were obviously

heard you got injured.Let me carry you on my back.I'm strong, so carrying

I can

down potential suitors one after the other

the special training, and they were

next in line to become their

flirt with

off the most was that

she refuse a future

had

she- wolf, they should

sexy and beautiful noble werewolf

those werewolves don't even

and wished that I could

Jennifer's POV: 

finally arrived at Marge

heard that the island was overrun with jungles, but

and a vast training ground contributed to the beautiful scenery on Marge

in when I lived

of

with a number so that we could find our own rooMs.The dorm rooms were inside the castle, and the special training ground was

trainees who came to participate in the special training were of noble blood, but

rooMs.After checking what

this room?"a sweet and petite girl warmly greeted, suddenly appearing

back at her in a

was a beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes.She didn't seem to have any malice towards

a coincidence! I live just next door, in the

come over

name is Jennifer.It's nice to meet you."I nodded politely

Skylar was so enthusiastic.

with me nonstop, and soon, the whole corridor was filled with her

smile because it

way! Can't you see

and I were in the middle of a

bumped into Skylar, causing her to nearly

to grab her in

bitches are in

arrogantly walked to the dorm

was

her was another well-dressed

on good terms with

world! Barbara was going

the left and Barbara on the right, my days

facial expression, Skylar smiled

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