Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Jennifer's POV:

"Jennifer, you bitch! Where is my pearl necklace?" Barbara yelled from outside the door.

Startled by her voice, I stuffed the pearl necklace back into the wooden box in a hurry, and then stashed the box under the pillow to hide it.

I had barely straightened up from the bed when the wooden door of the room was kicked open. Barbara rushed in with a group of werewolves, followed by Luna Debra, whose face was covered with a thick layer of foundation, but unfortunately, it could not hide the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

These two women always dressed up extravagantly, as if they wanted to flaunt all the jewelry they owned in a single outfit.

"Luna Debra, Miss Barbara, what can I do for you?" I asked politely, saluting them as usual with a friendly smile on my face.

"Jennifer, where's the pearl necklace I usually wear?" Barbara growled, grabbing my collar and glaring at me. "You bitch! You always have sticky fingers. You're the one who cleans my room. Where did my favorite pearl necklace go? I can't find it. Did you steal it?"

"Miss Barbara, I didn't take anything from your room. You can't accuse me without evidence," I replied patiently in a tone that was neither humble nor pushy.

"You shameless bitch! How dare you talk to me like that? You want evidence? Let's find it right now!" Barbara spat, shoving me backward. Then, she turned to the werewolves she had brought along and ordered them to search my room.

My small and shabby room was soon turned upside down. The old quilt on the bed was thrown to the floor, and the small wooden table and stool were kicked over with loud thuds. What was worse, I had to watch Barbara walk all over my quilt in her expensive high-heeled shoes. She even picked up the half-empty kettle that had fallen on the floor and poured the water on the quilt. It was as if she was taking this opportunity to vent all her anger.

I tried to keep my face expressionless as I stared at the ruffians turning my room into a mess, but resentment gripped my heart and seeped into my eyes.

"How dare you glare at me? You'll suffer when I find the necklace!" Barbara shouted, driving her heels harder into my quilt.

I clenched my fists to suppress my anger and ignored her. After a few more seconds of watching the werewolves knock all my things to the floor, I couldn't bear it anymore. "Stop! I didn't steal anything. Why are you doing this?" I shouted.

"Why? It's simple. I am the Beta's daughter, while you're just a slave, a piece of garbage abandoned by others!" Barbara snickered at me.

"You're not noble at all. You are nothing but an orphan adopted by the Luna," I replied fiercely.

Before their deaths, Barbara's parents had been close friends with Luna Debra. That was the reason why Luna Debra had taken Barbara in. In terms of bloodline, I was much nobler than Barbara. I really didn't know what I had done to offend her. From the beginning, she had always disliked me, and stirred up trouble for me both in public and in private.

At this time, a she-wolf overturned my pillow, causing the small wooden box to fall to the floor.

"No!" I anxiously hurried forward to grab the wooden box. But just when I was about to touch it, Barbara stepped on the back of my hand. Her heel dug into my skin, drawing blood. I couldn't help but wince at the sharp pain.

"Bitch, what's the rush? Why do you care about this shabby box so much? You must be hiding something in it," Barbara sneered.

A she-wolf picked up the wooden box and handed it to her. Barbara opened the wooden box, revealing the pearl necklace that was lying in it.

I wanted to get up, but Barbara drove her heel harder into the back of my hand, pinning me down.

I was afraid that if I got up abruptly, I'd end up tearing my skin. The pain was too much to take. But compared to the physical pain I felt, the pain in my heart was even more.

"Luna Debra, look!" Barbara picked up the pearl necklace and triumphantly waved it in front of Luna Debra. "I told you that bitch stole my necklace! She just refused to admit it. How can a slave like her own such an expensive necklace?" she spat, glancing at me in disdain.

Looking at the necklace, Luna Debra frowned and nodded in agreement.

"We put a roof over her head, but she stole from us! How dare she? She must be punished severely," Barbara continued, trying to provoke Luna Debra even more.

"That necklace is mine! Miss Barbara, look at it carefully. It's not yours at all," I argued, biting my lower lip.

"Even if this isn't my necklace, it can't be yours either. Since you lost my necklace, I'll take this as compensation." Clenching the necklace in her hand, Barbara kicked me in the chest and then threw the wooden box to the floor.

"Luna Debra, you have to do something! Barbara is being unreasonable," I pleaded, turning to Luna Debra, who was my last ray of hope.

But Luna Debra just stared at me with contempt. "Since you lost Barbara's necklace, shouldn't you compensate her for it? You should just feel grateful that Barbara isn't holding you accountable for it," she said mockingly.

I gritted my teeth in anger. I knew there was nothing I could do against these two vicious women, so I had no choice but to swallow the insult and humiliation. At the thought that the necklace left behind by my deceased mother was being snatched away from me by Barbara, I almost lost control. I really wished I could tear the two women's faces apart and let them have a taste of their own medicine.

"Luna Debra, let's go. This bitch's room is so dirty. It's not worthy of your presence." Barbara held Luna Debra's arm and left arrogantly, with the werewolves following them.

"Bitch, you won't get any food for the whole day tomorrow. That's what you get for pissing me off," she added before leaving.

Tomorrow would be my eighteenth birthday, but it turned out that I was going to starve the whole day. Hatred bubbled up in my heart as I stared at their receding backs. One day, I'll make you pay for all the things that you've done to me! I swore to myself.

For a while, I sat on the floor with my knees pulled up to my chest, rocking back and forth in the dark and shabby room. The cold wind gushed in from time to time through the broken window, making me shiver from head to toe. It was not winter yet, but the weather was already freezing. Tightening my old apron around my body, I finally stood up, walked to the door, and closed it. The chipped wooden door creaked as it closed shut.

Then, I turned around, picked up the wooden box lying on the floor, and wiped off the dust on it with my apron. Tears finally trickled down my cheeks.

That pearl necklace had been left to me by my mother, who had died years ago. Whenever I missed her, I would take out the necklace and reminiscence about the times I spent with her.

In fact, I was not born to be a slave. My father, Lewis Smith, and my mother, Doris Smith, had been the Alpha and the Luna of the Rainbow Pack. I also had an elder brother, Jerome Smith. With the protection of my family, I had a great childhood.

But when I was seven years old, my mother died of an acute disease. It was said that bad things came in threes. Not long after, Beta Arthur and a few other traitors rebelled against my father and killed him. My elder brother took me away from the pack to keep me safe, but the two of us were separated during our escape.

After wandering around on my own for a while, I found myself joining the Dark River Pack. Of course, I didn't dare to reveal my true identity to them. From then on, I washed clothes and cooked every day, becoming a slave of this pack.

Later, I heard that Beta Arthur had become the Alpha of the Rainbow Pack. How could a traitor become the Alpha? It was laughable!

I carried all the wrongs and misfortune that I had suffered in my heart, including Beta Arthur's betrayal, my father's wrongful death, my brother's disappearance, and the way I was insulted and abused every day in the Dark River Pack. I wanted to do my best to become stronger so that I could get my revenge.

Jennifer's POV:

As I lay in the bed with the empty wooden box in my arms, hatred grew within me.

"Jennifer, you will succeed one day."

A voice startled me out of my daze.

"Who's there?" I asked nervously.

"Jennifer, I'm Eva. I'm your wolf. Happy eighteenth birthday!"

"Eva, I can finally sense you!" I cried, feeling a huge sense of relief. It was not until now that I realized that it was past midnight. I was officially eighteen years old, and my wolf showed up.

"From today on, I will always be with you."

"Thank you, Eva. I won't be alone anymore." I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"You are never alone. And soon, you will meet your mate."

"Yeah, you're right! I'm an adult now. As soon as I get back the necklace my mother left to me, I'll leave this place to search for my mate."

Finding my mate was something that I was really looking forward to. I still remembered how much my parents loved each other. For some reason, I had a feeling that my mate would also be good to me.

The wound on my hand still hurt, and thanks to Barbara, my quilt was damp. I was curled up in bed in this pathetic condition. Although I was cold and hungry, I fell asleep with bright expectations.

Early the next morning, I went to Barbara's residence in the name of cleaning her house. The pearl necklace she had snatched from me was very important to me, so I had to take it back at all costs.

After entering Barbara's house, I went straight to her bedroom. The door was ajar, but there was no one inside. Counting my lucky stars, I rushed in and rummaged through her dressing table as quickly as I could. Unfortunately, I didn't find my pearl necklace. But what I did find was the necklace that Barbara usually wore. She had framed me and falsely accused me of stealing! And all along, her necklace was safe and sound in her jewelry box. It turned out that the bitch had made trouble out of nothing.

I searched every inch and corner of her room, but I still couldn't find my pearl necklace. Grunting in frustration, I left her bedroom to look for the necklace elsewhere.

I walked inward, wanting to try my luck in her closet. The strong fragrance of lilies drifted towards me all of a sudden. As I walked forward, the smell became stronger and stronger.

Somehow, as if by instinct, I knew that this was the smell of my mate. Who was my mate?

"No, I can't hold on anymore... Your dick is so big. It's so deep inside me!"

"You already can't hold on? Babe, it's just the beginning."

"Baby, fuck me! Drive me wild!"

The woman's lewd moans were accompanied by the sound of running water and the continuous sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

My heart leaped into my throat as I followed the fragrance and finally stopped at the door of the bathroom. As soon as I saw the two people intertwined in the bathtub, I felt sick to my stomach. They were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn't notice my presence at all.

There were two werewolves having sex in the bathroom. One of them was the vicious Barbara, and the other was the shameless Kevin. Kevin would be the future Alpha. He slept with a lot of women and harassed me from time to time. I hated him to the core. I never expected that he and Barbara would be together, but they were a perfect match.

Oh, my God! Was this jerk supposed to be my mate?

Bile rose up my throat as I stared at the two of them with my feet rooted to the spot.

Kevin's POV:

I was having sex with Barbara in her bathroom when I suddenly smelled the sweet fragrance of flowers. I knew that my mate had come. Sure enough, when I looked at the door, I saw Jennifer standing there.

"Jennifer, you're here," I greeted, while continuing to thrust into Barbara. The sight of Jennifer got me even harder, and I couldn't stop.

"Yes," Jennifer choked out in a low voice, as if she was in physical pain.

"Bitch, who allowed you to enter my place in the early morning? Get out!" Barbara roared.

I saw Jennifer lifting her foot to turn around and leave.

"Wait, don't go. Come here," I said sternly, pulling out of Barbara.

Jennifer walked in slowly, as if she was still hesitating.

"Kevin, I still want to continue. Don't let this bitch distract you. Tell her to get lost," Barbara whined, rubbing her fair breasts against my dick. She was acting as obscene as a prostitute.

"Barbara, you should leave. I need to talk to Jennifer about something." I could barely hide the disgust I felt as I pushed her away.

Barbara was stunned for a moment, but she reluctantly got up and walked out of the bathroom. When she reached the door, she raised her hand and slapped Jennifer across the face.

"Bitch, you better behave. Kevin is my man. If you dare to seduce him, I'll kill you!"

"Miss Barbara, only you would treat trash as treasure," Jennifer spat, glaring at Barbara while covering her cheek.

"You're just a slave doing housework. Why are you so arrogant? If you dare to glare at me again, I'll dig out your eyes!" Barbara threatened with a snort.

"That's all you can do," Jennifer taunted, fearlessly staring back at her.

Listening to the two women bicker was giving me a headache. "Barbara, get out!" I interrupted.

After shooting one last glare at Jennifer, Barbara stormed off.

Finally, I was all alone with Jennifer. I waved at her, beckoning her to come forward. "Jennifer, come closer."

"What can I do for you?" Jennifer asked, slowly walking over with her head lowered.

I walked out of the bathtub and closed the door. My wolf was madly screaming at me in my mind, asking me to pounce on her.

From the moment I turned eighteen, I knew that Jennifer was my mate. Of course, there wasn't a single moment where I thought of accepting her, because her social status was too low. A woman like her couldn't be my Luna. However, I couldn't deny that she was beautiful, with an hourglass figure that drove me crazy. Although I couldn't make her my Luna, I could let her be my sex partner.

I had long wanted to sleep with Jennifer, but she had always be on guard against me, so I hadn't succeeded yet. But if I remembered correctly, today was her birthday, so she probably knew that I was her mate. And in that case, there was a chance that her attitude towards me would change. After all, there was no she-wolf who wouldn't jump at the chance to be the mate of the Alpha's heir.

"Look at me." I pinched Jennifer's chin with my fingers, forcing her to raise her head. The cold aura around her made me want her even more. But the disgust in her eyes was something that I couldn't look past.

"Who did you just call trash?" I growled.

"Not you," Jennifer replied coldly.

"Do you know something? You look so pure and innocent all the time that I just want to fuck you to death," I said, letting go of her chin and caressing her cheek. "Jennifer, you are so fucking sexy."

"What are you doing?" Jennifer snapped, pushing me away and avoiding my touch. "What? Can't Barbara satisfy you?"

"She's not as attractive as you are. Every time I fuck her, I imagine you in her place." The thought of actually getting to have sex with Jennifer turned me on, and I licked my lips. "Come on, be with me. I can support you, and you don't have to be a slave anymore."

After saying that, I held her shoulder and tore her short skirt. She struggled desperately, as if trying to get rid of me.

"Don't pretend to be innocent. In the Dark River Pack, every she-wolf wants to sleep with me." With my left hand, I grabbed Jennifer's hair, while my right hand slid to her thigh.

"Don't touch me!"

"You'd better know what's good for you. You must have already sensed it, right? We are mates. Sleeping together is not a big deal for us. If you keep resisting, I'll reject you!" That was my final card. I was sure that she wouldn't dare to resist after this.

Sure enough, Jennifer paused for a moment. But just when I thought that she was scared, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped me hard across the face. Caught off guard, I loosened my grip on her hair. She took that chance to escape from my grip and retreated to the door of the bathroom.

"How dare you hit me?!"

As I touched my burning cheek with my hand, anger swirled up within me. What a shameless bitch!

I had been planning to sleep with her and then reject her. But this bitch was ruining everything by pretending to be a pure virgin! Well, I would make her regret her actions.

"I, Kevin Brook, the future Alpha of the Dark River Pack, hereby solemnly reject you, Jennifer Smith, as my mate," I said coldly.

I thought that she would immediately fall at my feet and beg me to cancel my rejection. But to my surprise, she smiled with relief.

"That's great. I was waiting for you to reject me. Just now, I was wondering why the Moon Goddess assigned a scumbag like you as my mate. Thank you for setting me free."

What was this bitch talking about? Shouldn't she be heartbroken after being rejected by me, the future Alpha? How could she smile like she was having the time of her life?

A bad feeling rose in my heart, but before I could say anything, Jennifer opened her mouth in high spirits. Her tone was full of joy, as if she had gained a victory instead of being rejected.

"I, Jennifer Smith, the daughter of the deceased Alpha Lewis Smith of the Rainbow Pack, hereby accept your rejection."

Kevin's POV:

Jennifer's tone was calm, and there was a happy smile on her face. I, on the other hand, felt like I was struck by thunder. At this moment, her smile was too dazzling for me to look at.

What was she talking about? How could she be the daughter of the decreased Alpha Lewis Smith of the Rainbow Pack? Wasn't she just a lowly slave? How could a slave be from an Alpha bloodline?

My wolf screamed painfully in my mind, "You idiot! How could you reject a mate with Alpha bloodline?"

"Rainbow Pack already has a new Alpha. This girl is just a lowly slave now. She doesn't deserve to be my Luna at all. It was right for me to reject her," I stubbornly told my wolf. But then why did I feel anger rising within me?

"You are such an idiot. You're regretting it now, right?" my wolf taunted.

"Damn it! Shut up!" I told him.

Regretting it? I was the future Alpha. All the she-wolves in the pack would die for a chance to be with me. Why would I regret rejecting a slave? It made no sense.

"Can I leave now?" Jennifer asked, interrupting my thoughts with a smile.

There was obvious disdain and impatience in her eyes.

I wanted to grab her and fuck her violently to punish her for her rudeness. But the mocking eyes of this bitch was too annoying to look at for even a moment longer.

"Fuck off!" I snarled.

Jennifer shrugged and walked out of the bathroom without looking back. It seemed that she had no intention of staying at all. In fact, she avoided me like the plague.

Despite that, looking at her slim and graceful back made my desire increase. With no way to vent it, I roared and punched the wall.

Anger was threatening to burst out of me.

How could that bitch be so indifferent towards me? I couldn't accept it at all!

Barbara's POV:

That bitch, Jennifer, interrupted me and Kevin while we were having sex. What was worse, Kevin seemed to be interested in her. How could I take such an insult?

I had the noble Beta bloodline, and I had grown up with Kevin. I had already made up my mind that I would be his Luna one day.

Alpha Norman always treated me well. If I complained to him about Jennifer, he would punish that bitch for sure.

Thinking of that, I quickly rushed to his office. Just before I entered, I gathered all the aggrieved emotions that I had and squeezed out a few tears. Then, I walked in with a pitiful face.

"Barbara, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Who bullied you?" Alpha Norman asked with concern.

"It's nothing," I mumbled, lowering my head respectfully. "I'm sorry to worry you like this."

"Who bullied you? Don't be afraid to tell me. Whoever it is, I'll teach them a lesson!" Alpha Norman stood up and gently touched my head.

"It's... Jennifer." As I said her name, tears welled up in my red eyes. "She stole my pearl necklace yesterday. I asked her to give it back to me, but she refused, and even said that she wouldn't mind fighting me for it. I finally managed to get the necklace back, but she threatened me and almost slapped me! And what's worse, she even seduced Kevin. She told me that she's the only one who's qualified to be his mate..."

I paused, as if I couldn't bear to go on.

"I'm sorry, Alpha Norman. I shouldn't have come to bother you with such a trifle..."

When I raised my gaze and snuck a look at Alpha Norman's face, I saw that he was on the verge of exploding with anger.

"It's not a trifle! How dare a lowly slave threaten you? And she even covets the position of Kevin's mate? Who does she think she is? Such a shameless and evil slave must be punished!" Alpha Norman told me seriously before turning to his bodyguards. "Bring Jennifer here!"

Soon, Jennifer walked into the room. Dressed in a shabby white shirt and torn pants, she looked poor.

Watching Jennifer walk up to the sofa, Alpha Norman waved his hand. Two tall and strong she-wolves came from behind Jennifer, grabbed her, and slapped her several times.

The sound of the slaps hitting her face filled me with joy, although I didn't show it on the outside.

"Alpha Norman, why are you doing this?" Jennifer asked in shock, covering her swollen cheeks.

"This is the punishment for bullying Barbara!" Alpha Norman scowled, sitting straight in a domineering posture. "Remember your identity. Next time you dare to cross the line, I won't be so nice to you."

Jennifer scoffed in anger and tried to explain. However, Alpha Norman didn't give her a chance to speak.

"In two days, Mr. Anthony Jones will arrive here and select a few elite werewolves to attend the training at the royal training ground. Jennifer, you better prepare for the welcome ceremony and the trials. Don't screw it up, or I'll skin you alive!"

"Can I participate in the trials?" Jennifer asked with her eyes lighting up. It was as if she had temporarily forgotten the humiliation that she had just suffered.

Her crazy antics made me almost burst into laughter. Alpha Norman looked Jennifer up and down, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"You? Who do you think you are? How dare a slave expect to participate in the trials? Stop having ridiculous fantasies like this! You are not qualified. Just do your job well. Don't let your thoughts run wild," he snarled.

Watching Jennifer being taken down a peg made me feel very satisfied.

"Only a werewolf with a noble bloodline is qualified to participate in the trials. Do you think you deserve that opportunity?" I added mockingly, looking at Jennifer's pale face.

"What if I qualified?" Jennifer said firmly.

"In your dreams!" I retorted, rolling my eyes. "Jennifer, a lowly slave like you only deserves to be trampled on by me forever!"

"Do you think you are noble? What gives you the guts to talk nonsense in front of Alpha Norman? If I'm just a slave, why do you always make things difficult for me? I look down on you from the bottom of my heart!" Jennifer glared at me.

"You look down on me?" My temper got the better of me, making me forget to act civilized in public. I charged at Jennifer regardless of anything. "Bitch, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

At that moment, I just wanted to tear Jennifer into pieces.

Pouncing on her, I grabbed hold of her hair and tried to scratch her flawless face. Unexpectedly, Jennifer was prepared. She blocked my attack with her elbow, kicked my belly, and scratched my arm.

Groaning in pain, I covered my belly and looked at the bloody scratches on my arm. I was almost driven mad by her.

"You bitch! How dare you hurt me?!" I didn't even care that my hair was disheveled.

I knew that my appearance must be terrible at this moment, but it was all because of Jennifer. I didn't expect that I couldn't even defeat a slave.

"Miss Barbara, you asked for it." Jennifer looked at me coldly.

Finally, Alpha Norman let out a growl, putting a stop to our fight. "Jennifer, prepare for the ceremonies. I don't want to repeat my order again."

It seemed that Alpha Norman wasn't going to give Jennifer a severe punishment like I expected. My goal was not achieved. I wasn't satisfied at all. It seemed that I would have to find another way to punish this bitch. It would be the best if I could make her life a living hell. All of a sudden, a perfect idea occurred to me.