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Freya stood at the window, looking at the darkness that covered everywhere. She glanced at the wardrobe where the clothes Alpha ordered the maids to bring for her were all kept. “It won't pass this night, I should get that file.” She thought and closed the curtain. Just then, a voice spoke to her. “Flarry!” She mentioned, letting out a soft smile.

“What is your plan? I want that jerk dead.” Flarry said to her through a mind link.

She gasped. “Me too, I want him dead more than you want, so leave everything to me. I can't just kill him off that easily, he should feel the pains I felt all these years and then plead for his death in my hands…just watch and see.” She assured him.

Flarry trusts her, she's the best assassin he ever trained. “Just naked sure your identity isn't exposed.”

“It's a promise!” She cut the mind link immediately and then walked to the bed. In the evening time, she had left the palace with Alpha's order in the name of going to see a friend and bid them goodbye, but her motive was to take her assassin uniforms. She grabbed them out and made a choice of the one to put on, then she put back the rest.

She made sure that the door was locked before she began dressing up. She put on her mask and got hold of her sword, then left through the window.

When she reached the Alpha's window, she checked to see if it was locked, but it was only covered with the curtain. She climbed in gently and hid in a corner to be sure he was deep asleep. When she felt it was time to raid the room and get the royal file, she began the job.

Pulling out all the drawers of the room gently and checking the wardrobes, but it wasn't there. She checked all the hidden areas in the room but saw nothing.

“There's no way it can't be here when he's the Alpha.” She mimicked and stepped closer to the bed taking a good look at his face as he slept well. “Poor thing! I'm still anxious if they're your parents.” She sniffed.

The loud growl from the king caught her unexpectedly and made her lose her balance. She was so startled for a while that she had to step back. “What is wrong with him? A nightmare?” She leaned on the wall, not to make a move so he wouldn't be awake.

But he was already awake and could see the image like leaning on the wall.

Freya watched as he got down from the bed and got hold of his sword, unsheathing it and pointing it at her. “What brought you in here? Who are you?” His voice pierced into her ear.

She bit her lower lips. “I didn't want to wake you up, and I couldn't be caught when I didn't find the file.” She drew out her sword as well. The last thing she would do is to speak—that's how she was trained.

“For you to have your way in here without being caught means one thing…someone in this palace sent you after me, so you would better surrender before I force you to do that.” He uttered, coming closer to her.

She shook her head. “I won't surrender! Never!!” She muttered and swung her sword towards him, withdrawing from her position and taking a fast pace to his back. She grabbed him by the neck, her sword placed on his neck. “An assassin can't visit you and let you go unscathed.” She drew her sword on his throat, leaving him with a deep cut.

That moment, Alpha grabbed her by the cloth and pulled her out of his back, slashing his sword on her cloth that it tore apart and dipped into her skin.

“I knew it, he's too strong.” She thought and kicked him so heavily on iid belly that he fell to the ground, groaning in pain while she fled through the window.

The guards heard his voice and came in, but he pointed at the window. “Go after him! Make sure he doesn't leave this palace.” He ordered them and they left via the window as well.

Freya, who was already in her room, undressed quickly. She went into the washroom with the first aid kit to get herself treated first because that cut could expose her if it kept bleeding.

“Since the file isn't there, where will it be? His parents might be with it since they're controlling him.” She thought and then bandaged the cut.

When he was about to step out of the washroom, she heard a knock on the door. “I locked it, and I'm sure he wants to check on me.” She narrowed her eyes and walked to the door after several knocks, then opened it. She stretched herself like one who just woke up from a sleep.

“You don't lock your door when asleep, so the maids can check on you.” Alpha Arthur said to her and she nodded. “Sorry for waking you up, I wasn't intending to, but I couldn't stop knocking because the door was locked.”

“It's fine, don't assign a maid to me. I don't need any.” She replied and licked her lips, then took a look at his neck. “You're bleeding!”

She drew him into the room and got him seated. “How did you get a cut by this time?” She asked, pretending to be caring. She dragged the first aid kit and began cleaning up the blood.

“His swordsmanship is more like a warrior, so I'll summon all the warriors tomorrow and play a game with them so I can find the culprit easily.” He explained.

She gulped. “I am a woman, dickhead…and this is just the beginning.” She thought and then bandaged his wound. “I'll take a look at the fight tomorrow too.” She wouldn't want him to tell her, or try to decline being present.

“No problem!” He stood up to leave the room and she volunteered to take him along.

“The best way to deal with an enemy is both g them, and then petting them at the same time. By the time they realize you've been biting them, you will be done suckling their blood.” That is what she believes in and hopes it will work out for her as well.

After she watched him lie on his bed, she made her way out of the room, intending to walk through the passageway and eavesdrop on each doorpost.

She passed the first, second and third rooms after her room, and when she reached the fourth, she could hear voices from it. It was a female and a male, and their voices were so deep that one would hardly hear them.

With this, she decided to use her Alpha wolf hearing abilities, and what she heard sent a shocking expression all over her face.

“My hair? How did she get it?” Her brows furrowed as she recalled when Luna yanked her hair in the daytime. “She wants to run a paternity test with it?” She shook her head. “I won't let that happen. She can't find out who I am.” She turned back immediately to go back to her room.