Outcast: The Alpha King’s Beloved Chapter 5 (Outburst Of Power)

Jennifer’s POV:

As soon as the werewolf at the front finished his words, all the other werewolves pounced on me.

There are so many of them, all of whom were powerful and eager to get their hands on me.

How could I defeat them? Biting my lower lip in despair, I made up my mind.

Even if I was going to die, I would die defending my dignity.

I swiftly moved backward, dodging the first werewolf who came at me.

At the same time, I kicked him right in the crotch.

“Ouch!”he screamed and covered his crotch with his hands.

“This bitch knows how to fight.Be careful!”

Over the years, I had worked hard in the Dark River Pack doing physical labor, which had improved my strength.

I had also trained secretly in case of need in the future.

I knew that I was agile and good at fighting, but no matter what, I was outnumbered.

Soon, they managed to overpower me.

“Bitch, how dare you kick me? Guys, don’t let her go! Fuck some sense into her! Teach her a good lesson and make her behave herself,”the werewolf who was kicked by me in the crotch shouted angrily.

The rest of the werewolves managed to pin me on the floor, and their evil hands reached out to touch me.

“No, no…”I shook my head and tried my best to resist.

There was a loud ripping sound as my apron was torn into pieces, revealing a large part of my snow-white skin.

“What an excellent beauty!”

One of the werewolves laughed maniacally.

They were all salivating, and some of them even began to unbutton their pants, eager to have sex.

I was on the verge of breaking down.

Why did I have to suffer like this? But even though I was stuck in a bleak situation, I tried my best to fight back.

When one of the werewolves placed his hand on my chest, I bit his arm as hard as I could, wishing I could bite off his flesh and draw blood.

“Bitch!”

Another werewolf slapped me across the face.I felt dizzy.

I could vaguely sense blood trickling down from the corner of my mouth.

“Bitch, why are you still pretending to be virtuous? You look so attractive.You must have slept with many werewolves, right? Miss Barbara said you were a whore! Instead of resisting like this, you should be grateful that we want to touch a dirty woman like you.”

The more I listened to their insults, the stronger my hatred became.