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.

her last time,

later, the drillmaster announced that the first and second batches of trainees were going to explore

a deep pit and positioned many sharp sticks

into this trap, they would either die immediately or suffer

not be able to

given to explore the jungle, I kept track of where

and called out for help, leading Jennifer

fell in, I waited for a long time, but

was a god,

Jennifer’s POV:

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

brain, I heard

sounded very

what seemed to

his neutral expression had become one of

in him? Before I could come up with an answer for that, my eyes closed and I

again,

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

“Jennifer, you’re awake!”

face appeared before

turned out that

“Prince Anthony…”

murmured as I looked

in

was the only other person in

so sure that it was Anthony who had saved

I just said, and thought

awake.It’s almost dawn.I have to go back to my dorm room now.I will come see you

in a vase

“Thank you.”

welcome.What are

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

was followed by two

“Why are you here?”

so surprised that I wanted to sit up, but

but my relationship with Anthony was supposed to be secret,

make

might reopen

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