Chapter 22: Regaining Consciousness

Ella’s POV:

When I saw Jennifer on Marge Island, I was really surprised.

I didn’t expect that she was still alive and even participated in the special training.

My father had sent a lot of werewolves to hunt Jennifer down when she escaped.

Although they failed to bring back her dead body, they retrieved fragments of her clothes, so we all thought that she was dead.

I always wanted Jennifer to die.

When my father was still the pack’s Beta, I already wanted her dead.

We were of aristocratic descent.

Why should I be considered inferior to her? Was it only because she was the Alpha’s daughter? I had done my best to endure.

Did she think I had to accept her charity just because she regarded me as a friend? I quickly became fed up with Jennifer’s hypocrisy and her arrogance.

As long as she waved her hand, I had to cater to her whims and butter her up.

She gave me clothes that she didn’t like and helped me solve trifling matters with her status as the Alpha’s daughter.

She probably thought she was doing good deeds, but I hated her hypocrisy.

I still remembered the day my father snatched the position of Alpha from Lewis Smith, Jennifer’s father.

I had never been so happy until then.

I replaced Jennifer as the Alpha’s daughter, and Jennifer supposedly died outside the pack’s territory.

Damn it! I didn’t expect her to be alive and to appear before me.

It was unbelievable.

The fact that many werewolves had failed to kill her proved that Jennifer was one tenacious bitch.

Her existence was a huge problem for the Rainbow Pack.

If she returned for her revenge, we would be in trouble.

I had to find a way to kill her.

failed to kill her last time, I was determined to finish

first and second batches of trainees were going to explore the

and positioned many sharp sticks at the

fell into this trap, they would either die immediately or

able to climb

we were given to explore the jungle, I kept

person and called out for help, leading Jennifer to the

waited for a long time, but she didn’t

a god, she was

Jennifer’s POV:

know how much time had passed, but it felt like a

my brain, I heard someone calling out

voice sounded very

to open my eyes, and what seemed to be Prince

time ever, his neutral expression had

I was interested in him? Before I could come up with an answer

I opened my eyes again, all I

wrinkled from the pungent smell of disinfectant.Was I dead or

“Jennifer, you’re awake!”

face

out that I was not

“Prince Anthony…”

murmured as

was in

other person

so sure that it was Anthony who had

I just said, and thought that

you awake.It’s almost dawn.I have to go back to

flowers in a vase by the window.It

“Thank you.”

are friends for?”Daniel

moment, the door to the ward slammed open.Mrs.Elizabeth Jones, in

followed

“Why are you here?”

that I wanted to sit up, but

by Elizabeth’s arrival, but my relationship with Anthony was

would make things

up on my account, Jennifer.You might reopen your wounds.” Elizabeth rushed to my

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