MasukI’m trained to do one thing: kill. I was put into a school where the concepts of love and forgiveness were treated as weaknesses. When I graduated, they told me I’d be lucky to survive; now I’m the best of the best and the person who gets the job done no matter what. I’ve assassinated Presidents, housewives, Navy SEALS and more shifters than I can count. I have more kills than anyone in my business, so when a new order comes in to kill Alpha Gideon, I take it without a second thought. He’s a job like any other, but during my scouting, I see something I’ve never seen before. Alpha Gideon isn’t a tyrant or a bully; he’s kind to his Pack. I start asking questions, which is when everything goes to shit. My signal is found, and for the first time in my life, my target has me in his sights. I expect pain and maybe even death, but Alpha Gideon treats me like a welcomed guest; his warmth and kindness open up something inside of me that I didn’t know I had. I should kill him before he changes me completely. I tell him I’m cold and heartless, and he laughs. Loving a mark has never been done, but no matter what I do, every touch sets me on fire and with each longing glance, my past becomes a distant memory. I’m ready to put everything I was aside to stay with Alpha Gideon when the call comes in; my fellow assassins have been called. The bounty on Alpha Gideon has been doubled. I have two choices: protect the man who has opened up my heart or kill the target and get the job done.
Lihat lebih banyak“How the fuck did she fit in here?” That's Ghost; I can hear him through the shaft as I wait for my eyes to adjust to the room I’ve landed in. It's darker down here than anything I’ve ever experienced; it's like a whole new level of darkness that shouldn’t be allowed to be seen. I start moving forward with my hands held out in front of me. I find nothing but air in front of me but after four or five steps, a weird blue light flickers to life. It's so bright compared to the pitch blackness that was surrounding me that I have no choice but to close my eyes against the light. When I open them, I see the tops of the walls have been illuminated in a soft blue light, sort of like an emergency light incase the power goes out. It's not enough for me to read by but it's enough for me to see the room isn’t empty like I thought. It looks like some kind of lab that hasn’t seen the light of day or even a person in years; the tables filled with glass beakers and testtubes are covered in dust. The c
“So I’m supposed to believe that shifters have the power to create life in little plastic trays?” I try to keep my laugh from bubbling over but it's next to impossible. I know shifters are better than humans at healing and surviving but I find it hard to believe they are that advanced. Sure, the shifters are thriving instead of resorting to places like the rest stops I’m used to but they’re still living in small houses and relying on the land around them. If they were able to clone themselves, then there would be more Packs and it wouldn’t have been so easy to kill all the Alphas who are staining my hands with blood. “It was something they looked into because even before the bombs, the birth rate of Alphas was down even then and they thought cloning would help keep them from dying out completely." Dutton groans and gasps between words; he’s clearly in pain but I am in no rush to make that pain stop. “Group A was made from a young female the humans found in their bunker, a Winter Wolf
It takes me about an hour to work my way through all of the bags. Flora has brought everything she can think of to keep me comfortable and keep the baby safe; she’s even remembered my little pink pills. I know I should be thankful but all the pills tell me is that I’m not getting out of here anytime soon. Low is leaving me down here. A small part of me understands what he’s doing; he can’t trust me and he needs to keep me safe because of the life inside of me but there's an even bigger part of me that is just pissed off. It's been years since someone managed to lock me down like this and I’m pissed that Low is the one to do this. “Stop thinkin’ so hard; I’m tryin’ to sleep.” Dutton’s loud growl interrupts my thoughts about Low and how betrayed I feel. I let out a heavy sigh and drop the pills onto the small pile of blankets before curling myself under the one from Gideon’s bed; I almost forgot Dutton was down here with me. “Fuck off, perv," I whisper back. I know he hears me because
Footsteps on the concrete floor draw my attention away from the empty cell. I’ve been trying to distract myself but there isn’t much to do down here except listen to Dutton complain about his wounds. I’ve heard children complain less than this grown man; he keeps shouting about infection and blood loss but if he were really dying, he wouldn’t be shouting quite so much. “Move out of my way or I will put you on your ass.” I smile into the darkness as Flora’s voice reaches my ears. “I might not be Luna anymore but my son is the Alpha and how do you think he’s going to react when he learns his pregnant mate is locked in a cell without a proper place to lay her head?” I have to press my lips together to stop myself from laughing; Flora is a secret badass and I’m kind of loving it. “Mama Flora, she’s not a prisoner; she’s just in there to keep her from leaving the Pack. Beta Low is already sorting out a bed and stuff to take down there.” I don’t recognise the voice of the enforcer on guar
"Thanks, Doc.” Gideon thanks the elderly man as he packs up his bag and then walks from the office, he didn’t say anything the whole time he was here; he just strapped up my wrist and then left. For the last fifteen minutes or so, I’ve scanned Gideon’s office for a weapon or even a link to somethin
Octavia is out cold. I’ve tried calling out to her a few times but other than the odd mumble, I’ve not received a response. My cage is big enough that I can stand up; I can take several steps to the side before hitting the bars and there is a small cot towards the back along with a bucket I’m sure
The run back to the Pack has the calming effect I was hoping for but I’m no clearer on what is happening or why. I stopped long enough to patrol the borders and catch a fox to fill my wolf but I couldn’t allow myself to procrastinate for long. Knowing that the Pack has not one but two deadly female
These guys aren’t like any shifters I’ve ever met before. They’re organised, clean and have access to vehicles. I’ve killed a lot of shifters since I left The Academy and they have always been huddled in the dark, scared of their own shadows and the world at large. Other girls from The Academy see






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